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Question: Write me a long and thorough and detailed 180 numbered sentences thoroughly detailed story the way I type about a 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state in the US he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His 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 staying at his friend's house for the first time holding some money his mom gave him and his phone as well as another thing he cherished the name of the thing mentioned. Include his female celebrity crush by name and why he has a crush on her and have him have something to commemorate his love for her. Include his friend's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color. Include his friend's mom's name, age, birthday, birth year being older than his grandma, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color and have her be wearing a feminine outfit with a description of her feminine outfit as a whole and what she decided to wear with her nails painted red and jewelry all over her body with a detailed description of all the jewelry including a wedding ring and makeup and lipstick. Have her spot the phone and the money and the other item swiping them from the boy with no hesitation. Have the boy beg her to give them back and have it be in quoted text spelled wrong cause of a lisp. Have the woman tell him no and that she was confiscating them while he was over and have it be in quoted text speaking with the very stern tone of a mother. Have her tell her son that she's going out to run an errand and have it be in quoted text mentioning the errand she was running. Have the boy's friend tell him that he can try to get his stuff back now that his mom's gone causing the boy to run through the house searching for his stuff. Have the boy remove his own shoes and socks for some reason as he ran upstairs. Have him stumble upon his friend's mom's room spotting his money and phone and his item as he slowly walked towards his items not looking at the ground. Have him trip over something causing him to temporarily lose balance looking down at his feet. Have him realize his feet had somehow accidentally slipped into his friend's mom's wedding sandals with a description of what the wedding sandals looked like. Have him realize his feet weren't coming out as he felt his feet begin to crack and age growing to fit the wedding sandals and his toenails gaining a red polish with detailed descriptions of everything happening. Have the boy frantically pull at the wedding sandals feeling no progress to remove them as his legs slowly started shifting into his friend's mom's with detailed descriptions of his legs becoming female. Have him yell no i don't wanna be my friend's mom she stole my things and i didn't do anything wrong this isn't fair and have it be in quoted text spelled wrong cause of a lisp. Have his lower torso and upper chest and arms and hands follow suit as his whole body except his head changed into his friend's mom's with step by step processed details on everything changing. Have him manage to pull a wedding sandal off stopping the changes at his head making him happy as he realized they really were the cause of the changes. Have him go to remove the other one as his head jerked changing slowly into his friend's mom's starting with her hair, her eyes, her ears, her lips, her teeth, her nose, and finally her voice. Have him suddenly see something nearby indicating his friend's mother's birthdate seeing she was in fact older than his grandma causing his heartbeat to increase as he said no i don't wanna be older than grandma i didn't do anything wrong and have it be in quoted text and include what he saw that had his friend's mother's birthdate on it and where it was and how he saw it. Have him desperately bend down to yank on the other wedding sandal sticking his newly female fingers under the straps slowly feeling them loosen but just as they started loosening, the same outfit draped over his body distracting him just long enough for his memories to change until he was almost exactly like his friend's mom as the wedding ring and the jewelry formed on him as well. Have her look around her room puzzled as she looked down at her foot before spotting the items she confiscated earlier. Have her look down at the one wedding sandal barely on her foot before chuckling to herself. Have her say to herself really ___ what the hell are you thinking and what is the ___ with you ____ you decided on your wedding sandals today after not wearing them in __ years? and have it be in quoted text speaking with a mature motherly tone and mentioning the exact number of years it's been since she wore here wedding sandals. Have her then get angry as she spotted the confiscated items and picked them up putting them back where they belonged. Have her then notice her other wedding sandal in the corner of her room walking over and picking it up. Have her sit down somewhere slipping the wedding sandal on her foot before making sure the other wedding sandal was snug on her other foot with a step by step detailed process of her tightening the wedding sandals on her feet. Have her suddenly remember something her son promised to do and have her get angry in a motherly way and have it be in quoted text referring to what punishment she was gonna give him and why and how she was gonna tell her husband referring to her husband by his name and as her husband. Have her then spot something in the house that isn't right and have her sternly walk over to the thing in question. Have her instinctively do an angry motherly pose with a detailed description of what face she made and how she stood and how she held her hands and everything. Have her look down at her feet to suddenly see a spider crawling up her foot. Have her eyes widen and have her scream losing a part of her jewelry and being detailed and specific on what it was and loosening a part of her outfit by mistake and being detailed and specific on what it was and loosening another part of her outfit by mistake and being detailed and specific on what it was and have it be in quoted text as she freaked about the spider wishing her husband was home so he could kill it before checking out multiple things about her appearance to make sure she still looked good and describe what she's checking out in grave detail. Have her then turn her attention to the loose parts of her outfit fixing them and being very detailed and picking up the piece of jewelry putting it back on and fixing it in grave detail. Have her reminisce on her younger days as a younger woman and say to herself i can't believe i'm __ years old i graduated from my high school in ____ and college in ____ with a degree in ____ then i worked as a _____ for __ years i still remember when the historical event of ____ happened when i was __ years old i miss being __ years old so much my ___ and ___ looked so much ____ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks mentioning a real historical event not mentioning the Berlin Wall and mentioning a different historical event instead. Have her have no memory of her old life as she contemplates a very harsh way to punish her son for misbehaving as she knew he knew better and have it be in quoted text as she thought about what her mother would have done to her if she had misbehaved when she was a little girl being very specific as to the punishment her mother would have chosen even if it were outdated. Have her sit down on the couch crossing her legs and admiring her outfit and wedding sandals. Have her say i just love being a woman these wedding sandals still fit so good all these years later feels like my first time wearing them and this pedicure looks so good in the sandals and i love the ____ and ____ i'm wearing and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks.
Once upon a time, there was a 6-year-old boy named Oliver Matthews who stood at 3 feet 7 inches tall and weighed about 45 pounds. Oliver’s birthday was June 12, 2017, placing him as a summer baby in the vibrant state of California. This little boy had sandy blonde hair, which was kept short and often in a bit of a mess, and his sparkling blue eyes were always full of curiosity. Oliver’s mother, a young woman named Emily Matthews, was 28 years old, standing 5 feet 5 inches tall, and weighing about 130 pounds. She had her birthday on November 23, 1994. Emily had long, wavy brown hair that cascaded down her back and warm hazel eyes that reflected her nurturing personality. Oliver's Aunt, Jessica Matthews, was his mother’s younger sister. Jessica was 26 years old, 5 feet 3 inches tall, and weighed around 120 pounds. Her birthday was on July 4, 1996. She had short, straight black hair and piercing green eyes. The matriarch of the family, Grandma Rose, was 65 years old, standing at 5 feet 2 inches tall, and weighed around 145 pounds. Her birthday was on January 15, 1958. Grandma Rose had grey hair styled in neat curls and soft brown eyes that always seemed to twinkle. One evening, Oliver was staying at his friend’s house for the very first time. He clutched some money his mom gave him, his phone, and his beloved toy robot named Turbo. Oliver’s friend, Max Carter, was also 6 years old, standing 3 feet 8 inches tall, and weighed 46 pounds. Max’s birthday was September 21, 2017, and he had curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. Max’s mom, Harriet Carter, was older than Grandma Rose at the age of 70. Harriet stood 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighed about 140 pounds. Her birthday was April 14, 1953. Harriet had immaculate white hair styled in an elegant bob and sharp blue eyes that hinted at her stern demeanor. On this particular day, Harriet was in a floral dress that accentuated her slender frame, complemented by a pair of pearl earrings, a gold bracelet, a diamond necklace, and a wedding ring glistening on her finger. Her nails were painted a stunning red, matching her vibrant lipstick and expertly applied makeup. When Harriet spotted Oliver’s phone, money, and Turbo, she immediately swiped them away without hesitation. Watching her, Oliver begged, "Pweath, Mithth Harriet, give me back my thtuff!" Harriet responded sternly, "No, Oliver, I am confiscating these while you are over. Now, Max, I am going out to run an errand at the grocery store." As soon as Harriet left, Max whispered to Oliver, "You can try to get your stuff back now that my mom’s gone." Oliver sprinted through the house, eager to find his cherished belongings. In his rush, he removed his shoes and socks without realizing it as he dashed upstairs. Oliver stumbled upon Harriet's room and saw his money, phone, and Turbo on a dresser. He started walking towards them, not looking at the ground, and tripped over something. When Oliver looked down at his feet, he realized he had somehow slipped into Harriet's wedding sandals, which were white with intricate lace designs and tiny pearls. Suddenly, Oliver felt his feet begin to crack and age, fitting the wedding sandals perfectly, while his toenails gained a red polish. From his feet, the transformation spread up his legs, making them slim and feminine, just like Harriet’s. Oliver frantically pulled at the sandals but could not remove them. "No, I don't wanna be Max'th mom! She sthole my thingth! I didn’t do anything wrong! Thith ithn't fair!" he exclaimed with a desperate lisp. The changes continued, spreading up to his lower torso, then his upper chest, arms, and hands, until his entire body, except for his head, mirrored Harriet’s mature figure. With a desperate yank of one wedding sandal, Oliver managed to stop the changes at his head. Relieved that the sandals were the cause, he attempted to pull off the other but, suddenly, his head began changing. His sandy blonde hair grew into Harriet’s white bob; his blue eyes shifted to her sharp blue eyes; his ears and lips reshaped; his teeth and nose reformed, and finally, his voice turned into Harriet's stern tone. He then noticed a calendar on the dresser indicating Harriet’s birthdate as April 14, 1953, causing his heartbeat to increase. "No, I don't wanna be older than grandma! I didn’t do anything wrong!" he cried out upon realizing she indeed was older. Desperately, Oliver bent down to yank at the other wedding sandal, sliding his newly feminine fingers under the straps, feeling them slowly loosen. Just then, his friend's mother's dress draped over his body, distracting him as the transformation was nearly complete. His memories began to alter until he almost fully believed he was Harriet Carter. The wedding ring and all her jewelry formed on him in their glamour. Harriet, puzzled, looked around her room before spotting the confiscated items. She chuckled to herself, "Really, Harriet, what the hell are you thinking? What's the matter with you wearing your wedding sandals today after not wearing them in 40 years?" Angrily, she picked up the confiscated items and put them back where they belonged. Noticing the other wedding sandal in the corner, she walked over and picked it up. Sitting down, Harriet carefully slipped the sandal on her foot, making sure both were snug with detailed precision. Suddenly, she remembered something her son Max had promised to do. "Max better have finished his chores, or I'm giving him a timeout. I’ll have to tell Michael about this," she muttered angrily, referring to her husband Michael. As she sternly stepped into the living room, she noticed something out of place. Harriet instinctively took an angry motherly pose: her hands on her hips, face stern, lips pursed, eyebrows furrowed as she stood tall. A tiny spider began crawling up her foot, causing her eyes to widen. She screamed, "Aaaah! Michael, where are you when I need you to kill this thing?" In her panic, Harriet lost a pearl earring, causing her necklace to slightly loosen and her dress to slip off one shoulder. She checked her appearance, ensuring everything was still perfect: her hair, her makeup, her jewelry. Harriet then fixed the loose parts of her outfit, replaced the pearl earring, realigned her necklace, and pulled her dress back up meticulously. Reminiscing, she muttered, "I can't believe I'm 70 years old. I graduated from high school in 1971 and college in 1975 with a degree in English Literature. Then, I worked as a teacher for 35 years. I still remember when the moon landing happened when I was 16. I miss being 16 so much; my skin and hair looked so vibrant." Having no memory of ever being Oliver, she contemplated how to punish Max for any misbehavior he knew better than to commit. Reflecting on her own strict upbringing, she thought, "If Mom caught me misbehaving when I was a little girl, she'd have grounded me for a week." Harriet sat down on the couch, crossing her legs and admiring her outfit and wedding sandals. "I just love being a woman. These wedding sandals still fit so well all these years later. It feels like my first time wearing them, and this pedicure looks so good in the sandals. I love the dress and jewelry I'm wearing," she mused to herself, fully settled into her life as Harriet Carter.
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