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Question: Story: The year is 2024. Write me a story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's appearance, his name, height, birthday, what he's wearing, what state in the US he's in. Have him accidentally slip into an item of clothing his 4 year old sister owns with a description of his little sister's name, height, birthday, what she looks like, how girly she dresses, what item of clothing he accidentally slipped into. Have the boy freak out at his sister's girly clothing and try getting it off and have it be in quoted text. Have him slowly shrink losing height as his body started feminizing. Have one of his sister's outfits form on him shoes and accessories included as his eyes feminized and gained more innocence and he lost teeth and his voice raised in pitch and he lost the ability to talk mostly as his hair lengthened. Have his memories start altering scaring him. Have the boy try to yell for help and for his mom and have it be in quoted text and in a very girly way while he jumped up and down and have him say mommy which is what his little sister called their mom and have the words spelled wrong for a lisp. Have the new girl smile as she happily looked down at her outfit while running around the house being happy her mom trusted her home alone. Have the girl not remembering she was the boy walk up to the mirror smiling as she said her name in a little girl voice and have it be in quoted text and have the words spelled wrong for a lisp.
In the year 2024, in the peaceful town of Charleston, South Carolina, lived a boy named Jacob. He was 6 years old and was born on February 12th. Jacob stood proudly at 4 feet tall, with unruly brown hair that always seemed to be in a state of charming disarray. His azure eyes sparkled with mirth and mischief. He was seen usually in his favorite green shorts and white tee. One peculiar day, an innocent error occurred. Jacob, with high spirits and a playful demeanor, mistakenly slipped into a delightful frilly pink dress that belonged to his little sister, Emily. Emily was a darling 4 years old girl born on March 29th. She stood around three feet tall, with blonde curls and brown eyes that were always wide with a hint of childlike curiosity. Emily radiated femininity, mostly seen in her favorite frothy, pink dresses adorned with bows and sparkles. Jacob was flustered, "Wha-what! Emily's dress!" he exclaimed comically. A sudden feeling of oddness began to settle in. Jacob’s height began dwindling inch after inch as if he was shrinking. His blue eyes, usually filled with boyish mischief, took on a gentler, more innocent look. He felt his jeans morphing into a skirt, his sneakers into glittery pink flats, his tee into a matching frilly top, and a sparkling tiara nestled in his browning hair. His memories muddled and swerved into those of Emily's, causing a wave of unease to ripple through him. "Help! Mommy, hewp!" he screeched, his voice higher and shaky with a noticeable lisp that wasn't there before, sounding startlingly like his little sister. He was literally jumping, as perplexed as a child could be. Yet, as quickly as it descended, the bewilderment passed. A girl standing where Jacob was, looked cheerfully down at her pretty pink outfit. She ran around joyfully, feeling the adrenaline rush of being home alone. The girl approached the mirror and gazed at her reflection. "I'm Ewily!" she announced with a warm smile, her words punctuated by childlike pronunciation, seeing herself clearly in the shimmering mirror. The once 6-year-old boy Jacob was no more, replaced by the cheerful sense of femininity that was Emily. Her smile broadened as she twirled, blissfully unaware of the boy she once was, and filled with excitement for the day's adventures as Emily.
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