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Question: Write me a thorough and detailed story the way I write about a little boy with a description of his name, age, 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, height, 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 a grocery store alone for the first time which was all the way on the other side of town. Have him somehow manage to lose something that kept getting further and further away from him and include the name of the item he lost being a toy. Have him start chasing it as it rolled straight into a nightclub that was slowly getting more and more busy. Have a Hispanic woman notice stopping him in his path. Include her name, age being 8 years older than his mom, height being 5 feet exactly, weight being 360 pounds, hair color and style being long and tied up in a bun, eye color, and what country she was from not being Mexico, birthday, birth year. Also describe her outfit being a tank top and shorts and large flip flops and her purse being bulky and include what's in the purse and include a description of her nail polish, makeup, lipstick and jewelry and the tank top and its color and style and the shorts and they're style and the flip flops and what they looked like. Have her tell the boy you're not allowed een dere you haf to be __ or older you're too young ___ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks and very broken English spelled wrong. Have the boy beg her telling her i lost my ___ i really need it back please and have it be in quoted text filing in the blanks in teary eyed lisped English. Have the woman tell the boy if i see your ___ i'll breeng eet to you but eet's not likely you'll see eet ageen now ____ and have it be in quoted text filing in the blanks in very broken English spelled wrong telling him to leave in Spanish. Have the boy decide to sneak in the club through a side door also deciding to take off his shoes and socks to be even more sneaky. Have the boy keep his head down as he walked around the club looking for his item before finally spotting it. Have him have his head held high as he walked towards not looking down at the ground before tripping over something. Have him look down to see it was the flip flops the woman was wearing earlier and that he had somehow managed to slip his feet into them by accident. Have him instantly get grossed out at the large girly flip flops innocently saying they were too girly and have it be in quoted text in lisped English. Have him go to remove them when his clothing evaporated off his body. Have his feet start cracking and aging into a perfect fit for the flip flops with his feet turning a bronze color gaining size and describing how as his nails became painted and mention the color they turn. Have him tug frantically at the flip flops slightly loosening them as the changes slowed proving the flip flops were the cause. Have his legs gain size and describe and arms gain size and describe how and hands gain size and describe how lengthen and feminize and as his chest gained boobs and size and describe how and torso gain size and describe how and feminized and matured and his head gain size and describe how and hair and eyes and eyebrows and eyelashes and nose and lips and ears and jaw and teeth matured and feminized and gained lots of weight all over his body as his voice deepened gaining a Spanish accent. Have the same outfit and jewelry and purse form on his body. Have the boy say i deedn't duu anytheeg wrong i jus wanted my ___ bak and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks with his new Spanish accented voice in very broken English spelled wrong. Have the boy's memories start maturing and feminizing as he fully transformed into the woman midsentence. Have the boy but i jus wanted my ___ bak pulease i----- i don' remember wut i was talkin about oh is dat the ____'s ____ poor little mijo eef i wuz hees age and lost my favorite ____ id be esad tu and have it be in quoted text filing in the blanks using some Spanish words in very broken English spelled wrong. Have the woman clip clop over to the item picking it up and tucking it in her purse. Have her walk back out the club looking for the boy. Have her be confused as she's unable to find him. Have her yell AY! little _____ you steel here i a found your _____ hola ____ ____ ____ where he go and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks using some Spanish words in very broken English spelled wrong. Have her look down at her flip flops smiling before walking up to a mirror. Have her pull some lipstick out of her purse applying it before smiling. Have her say to herself Ay ___ i no bad looking for __ years old i still remember moving to America from ____ __ years ago i love being ___ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks with where she was from and being proud of her heritage in very broken English with words spelled wrong and referring to herself by her first and last name with accents over the letters in her name. Have her finally regroup with her 5 girlfriends and have one of the girls be related to her. Include each girl's name, age, height, weight, hair color and hairstyle and eye color, what countries they're from, birthday, and birth year all being younger than their friend. Have them all address her as she returns asking where she went and have it be in quoted text and Spanish accented English in very broken English spelled wrong. Have the woman respond to her friends reminding them of the little boy that lost his toy and how she found it and was trying to find him but couldn't find him anywhere and have it be in quoted text and Spanish accented English in very broken English with words spelled wrong. Have her look down at her flip flops flashing back to when she first wore them and where she got them and have her say i remember getting these for ____ when i was __ years old and i have had them for the last __ years and have it be in quoted text and Spanish accented English in very broken English with words spelled wrong. Have her then look around at some of the younger women in the club before spotting a Spanish woman with her younger group of friends who was making fun of her decision to wear a tank top, shorts and flip flops. Include the woman's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color and where she's from. Have the woman say hey dere i no care wut yu theenk about my fleep flops and tank a top and shorts ____ you look like a ___ the way your bo__ are popping out i thought you were a _____ i look way better at __ years old than you could ever dream of you look old enough to be my ____ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks referring to the woman like she was her daughter. Have the other women get embarrassed at their friend's words criticizing her and criticizing her choice of outfit saying she should've dressed like she was at the club and not like a Hispanic mom and have it be in quoted text and accented English. Have the woman defend herself and have it be in quoted text and accented English mentioning her hometown and her country by name. Have her also add she's proud of her size and that some of these younger women especially the white ones will never know what it's like to be Espanish and have culture and have it be in quoted text and accented English. Please spell the words wrong in the quotes throughout the story when the women are speaking to accurately reflect their Spanish accents and make the quoted text look accented and have all the words be spelled wrong like "heem" instead of "him" and "deedn't" instead of "didn't". Have reality adjust to where she never removed her flip flops.
**Title: The Transformation of Little Tommy** Tommy Ferrel was a little boy with bright blue eyes and a mop of curly blonde hair. He stood at roughly three feet three inches and weighed around forty pounds. Tommy was a sprightly six-year-old, born on April 3rd, 2017, in the state of Ohio. His mother, Margaret Ferrel, was a hazel-eyed, salt-and-pepper-haired woman, standing five feet six inches tall and weighing about one hundred and fifty pounds. Born on March 8th, 1970, Margaret had seen a lot in life. She had an older sister, Denise Hansen, who was very similar to her but mature with a bit more age. Their mother, Alice Ferrel, was eighty years old, gray-haired with twinkling blue eyes, standing at five feet tall and even more wrinkled with wisdom. One sunny afternoon, little Tommy decided that he was finally old enough to walk to the grocery store on the other side of town. He had been pestering his mother for weeks, and she finally relented, giving him strict instructions to be careful and return quickly. With a plush dinosaur toy tucked securely under his arm for comfort, Tommy set off on his adventure, excitement bubbling up inside him. As the boy walked, he somehow managed to drop his beloved dinosaur toy. It rolled away, further and further until he broke into a chase. The toy led him through alleyways and streets, eventually rolling into a nightclub steadily becoming busier as the evening approached. Before he could rush inside, a large woman stopped him in his tracks. "Yu're not allowed een dere. Yu haf to be eighteen or older. Yu're too young," she said in broken English. The woman's name was María López. She was eight years older than Tommy's mom, standing only five feet tall with long brown hair tied up in a bun, dark brown eyes, and a bulky frame of three hundred and sixty pounds. María was from Venezuela, born on July 12th, 1962, and was wearing a tank top of bright fuchsia, denim shorts, and large blue flip flops. Her purse, bulky and filled with essentials and vibrant colors, hung off her shoulder. The purse contained essentials – makeup, keys, a wallet, and a pack of gum. Her nails were painted crimson red, and she wore a light smattering of makeup with bright red lipstick and various glittery jewelry. Tommy carried innocent, teary-eyed desperation, "I lost my dinosaur. I really need it back, please," he lisped. María sighed, "Eef I see your dinosaur, I'll breeng eet to yu, but eet's not likely you'll see eet ageen now, niño. Vete," she instructed, gently ushering him away. Determined, Tommy decided to sneak in through a side door. He removed his shoes and socks to make less noise, keeping his head low as he ventured into the club, dodging the many legs of the adults. Eventually, Tommy spotted his plush dinosaur across the room. With a short burst of confidence, he lifted his head high and began walking towards it. In his excitement, he tripped over something and fell. He looked down to find that he had accidentally slipped into the large flip flops that María was earlier wearing. "Eww, these are too girly," he muttered in lisped English, trying to remove them when a strange sensation coursed through his body. Suddenly, his clothes evaporated, and his feet began to crack, age, and change into the perfect contours for the flip flops. His feet turned a bronze color, gaining size as his toenails were instantly painted crimson red. Panicking, Tommy tugged at the flip flops, slightly loosening them as the changes engulfed his body. His legs gained mass and length, his arms thickened and feminized, his hands grew longer and more delicate, and his chest gained volume, turning into full, mature breasts. His torso broadened, feminized, and matured as his head enlarged. His hair grew long and brown, his eyes darkened, eyebrows became more defined, eyelashes lengthened, nose thinned, lips plumped, ears adjusted, jaw softened, and teeth straightened. His entire body gained significant weight, his voice deepening with a Spanish accent until he stood there, fully transformed into María López. The tank top, shorts, large flip flops, and jewelry appeared on his body seamlessly. "I deedn't doo anytheeg wrong. I jus wanted my dinosaur bak," he muttered in a deep Spanish-accented voice as his memories mutated into that of a forty-nine-year-old María. "But I jus wanted my dinosaur bak, pulease. I...I don' remember wut I was talkin' about. Oh, is dat the niño's dinosaur. Poor little mijo. Eef I wuz hees age and lost my favourite toy, I’d be esad too," she said, clip-clopping over to pick up the dinosaur toy and tucking it safely into her purse. She walked out of the nightclub, searching for the boy who had vanished. "AY! Little niño, you steel here? I a found your dinosaur. Hola, niño, donde estas? Where he go?" she called out in confusion. Unable to find Tommy, María looked down at her flip flops and smiled before walking up to a mirror, pulling some lipstick out of her purse and applying it neatly. "Ay, María López, I no bad looking for fifty-three years old. I steel remember moving to America from Venezuela thirty-five years ago. I love being María López," she said proudly, reminiscing about her heritage. Finally, María regrouped with her five girlfriends, who were wondering where she had gone. One of her friends was her younger sister. "Hey, María, where yu went?" asked her younger sister Aurelia. "I saw leetle boy who los' hees toy. I found eet and was trying to find him, but can't find heem anywhere," María explained, flashing a confused smile down at her flip flops, remembering getting them as her first pair when she was just ten years old. She said, "I remember getting these for mi cumpleaños cuando tenía diez años, and I have had them for the last forty-three years." María then noticed a group of younger women pointing and chuckling at her outfit, their leader clearly disdainful. The younger woman, named Isabella Hernández, at twenty-six, five feet six inches and one hundred fifty pounds, stood out with her glossy black hair and vivid green eyes. She was born on August 16th, 1997, from Colombia. She sneered, "Yu look like a mom with those tank tops and flip flops." María retorted, "Hey dere, I no care wut yu theenk about my flip flops and tank a top and shorts. ¿Sabes que? You look like a... teenager the way your boo-os are popping out. I thought you were a stripper! I look way better at fifty-three years old than you could ever dream of. You look old enough to be my hija." Isabella’s friends, clearly embarrassed, chided her, "Isabella, yu shouldn't have talk lak dat about an older lady. She look good and proud to be Hispanic." María basked in the support, proudly defending, "I'm from Venezuela, and I love eet. Some of these younger women, especially the white ones, will nevar know wut it's like to be Española and have culture." María López embraced her new reality, where she had never taken off those significant flip flops, carrying the blend of her old and new memories as the proud Venezuelan woman smiled at the reflection, clipping the purse shut over the plush dinosaur, her past adventure dissolved into her present life.
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