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Question: Write me a thorough and detailed 160 numbered sentences thoroughly detailed story the way I write 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 also spotting his friend's unopened report card opening it and seeing it was bad and deciding he would hide it. 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 first say what the? why am I still home? I thought I left a while ago to run errands and have it be in quoted text. 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 then spot her son's open report card on the floor walking over to it seeing it was torn open. Have her bend down picking it up and seeing the bad grades getting mad. Have her see a teacher's note detailing her son's grades and struggles and have her read the note out loud and have it be in quoted text. Have her maturely say to herself quietly okay and have it be in quoted text as she made a mental note to speak to her husband about it thanking the teacher quietly to herself also thinking of a way to punish her son for her poor grades. 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. 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 life before ___ i miss being __ years old so much my ___ and ___ looked so much ____ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks. 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 i love my pretty name i love being able to tell people my name is ___ and my mother named me that because _____ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks. Have her eyes then drift to the thing with the celebrity crush on it and have her chuckle. Have her say oh i see he has a crush on ___ ____ that's so cute she's not that pretty then again i am a straight woman and i only find men attractive i remember my celebrity crush being ____ _____ just talking about it makes me feel like a ___ again get a hold of yourself ____ you're __ years old not __ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks having no memory of who she used to be at all. Have her put the report card in a visible for her and her husband to discuss later. Have her ask herself how am I gonna approach ___ about her son? She's only ___ she's __ years younger than me and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks as she assumed it would be a hard conversation to have since she was so much older than her son's friend's mom listing reasons why she thought it would be hard and feeling motherly to her son's friend's mom and include them in the story.
It was a quiet summer evening in the state of Ohio, where young Tyler Hamilton was excitedly preparing for an adventure. Tyler was a 6-year-old boy, standing 3'6” tall, weighing roughly 45 pounds. He was born on June 15th, 2017, and had the brightest blue eyes framed by curly brown hair. His mother, Emily Hamilton, was a youthful 24 years old, standing at 5'5" tall with an athletic build at 130 pounds. Emily was born on May 10th, 1999, and had straight blonde hair and green eyes. Tyler’s Aunt, Jessica, was 30 years old, standing at 5'7" with wavy auburn hair and hazel eyes. His grandmother, Patricia, was 65 years old, standing at 5'3" with gray hair and blue eyes. Tyler was excited because he would be staying at his friend Josh's house for the first time. Josh Smith, his friend, was almost 7 years old, standing at 4'0", and weighing 50 pounds. His dark brown hair was short and neatly combed, and his eyes were a deep shade of green. Josh was born on March 22nd, 2016. Josh’s mother, however, was much older than Tyler’s grandmother. Mrs. Margaret Smith was 68 years old, with her birthday on April 3rd, 1955. She stood 5'6" tall, had a slender frame weighing 120 pounds, and had silver hair styled elegantly. Her eyes were a piercing light blue, and she often wore vibrant, feminine outfits. Tonight, she was dressed in a flowing, floral dress paired with red stiletto heels. Her nails were painted red, and she wore a heavy collection of gold necklaces, bracelets, earrings, and rings, including her wedding ring. Her makeup was perfectly applied, with red lipstick complementing her chic appearance. Tyler clutched tightly to the money his mom had given him, his small black smartphone, and his cherished stuffed rabbit named Floppy, as he walked into the Smith family's home. He was especially excited because, hidden in his backpack, was a small poster of his celebrity crush, Emma Watson. He had a crush on her ever since he watched "Harry Potter," and treasured a photo of her. “Mrs. Smith, I'll confiscate your phone, money, and that toy,” said Mrs. Smith sternly upon seeing what Tyler held. “But, Thith sth my thtuff!” Tyler objected, his voice lisped and pleading, but Mrs. Smith was unbending. “No, I am confiscating them while you are over,” she responded with the unwavering tone of a mother. “Josh, I'm going out to run errands. Behave while I'm gone.” With his mom gone, Josh turned to him and said, “You can try to get your stuff back now that she’s gone.” Tyler nodded determinedly, slipping off his shoes and socks for some unknown reason as he bolted upstairs. He made his way through the grand hallway, soon finding himself inside Mrs. Smith's room. He saw his phone, money, and Floppy laid out on the bed. But his eyes were drawn to an unopened report card on her dresser, with his curiosity leading him to see that Josh's grades were bad. Making a rash decision, he decided to hide the report card. While bending down, he tripped over something, causing him to lose his balance. Looking down, he saw that his feet had somehow slipped into Mrs. Smith’s wedding sandals. The delicate, silver sandals had ornate designs and a small heel. Strangely, his feet didn't come out when he tried to pull them off. Instead, his feet began to change, cracks forming and the skin aging, the toes elongating and his toenails gaining red polish. “Th-thi'th can't be happ'ning!” Tyler lisped as he frantically pulled at the wedding sandals. But it was no use. His legs began to transform, becoming slender and shapely like Mrs. Smith's. “No, I dohn't wanna be my fwiend'th mom! The thtole my thtuff and I didn’t do anything wong! Thith ithn’t faiw!” Tyler exclaimed, but his lower torso began to shift next, his body's build morphing to match Mrs. Smith's. His arms elongated, his hands becoming daintier, perfectly adorned with the same red polish. Next, the transformation reached his upper chest as his small frame shifted into that of a mature woman, completing until only his head remained unchanged. Just as his head began to change, he managed to pull off one of the wedding sandals. Relieved, he saw the changes stop, but he soon felt a jerk as his head began to alter. He saw strands of silver hair falling over his face, his eyes, nose, and ears changing. His lips became fuller, his teeth straightened, and his voice deepened into Margaret Smith’s. Looking around desperately, he spotted a photo album on the table. It had "Margaret Smith, Born on April 3rd, 1955" inscribed. “No, I dohn't wanna be oldew than gwandma! I didn’t do anything wrong!” he cried as his heartbeat quickened, taking tentative steps towards the bed. Bending down, he struggled to loosen the other sandal, only for Mrs. Smith's elegant floral dress to drape itself over his body. The distraction allowed his memories to almost fade completely. Fully dressed like Margaret, he stood up, puzzled. “What the? Why am I still home? I thought I left a while ago to run errands,” she said in a mature tone. She then scolded herself, “Really Margaret, what the hell are you thinking, and what is the deal with you deciding on your wedding sandals today after not wearing them in 38 years?” Looking around, she spotted Tyler’s confiscated items on the bed. Angrily, she picked them up and put them away. She noticed her other wedding sandal in the corner and walked over, picking it up and sitting down. She carefully slipped it onto her foot, ensuring both sandals were snug and fitting as they used to. As she noticed her son's open report card on the floor, she got upset, seeing the bad grades and reading the teacher's note about Josh's struggles out loud: "Josh is having difficulties in class, and his grades reflect this.” “Okay,” she whispered to herself, planning to discuss it with her husband and think of a way to punish Josh. Her eyes widened as she noticed a spider crawling up her foot. Screaming, she lost an earring, loosened a bracelet, and a necklace. “Where’s my husband when I need him?” she shouted, frightened. She then fixed her outfit, tightened the belt of her dress, and picked up the fallen piece of jewelry, adjusting it meticulously. Reminiscing, she said, “I can’t believe I’m 68 years old. I graduated from high school in 1973 and college in 1977 with a degree in Literature. I worked as a teacher for 35 years. I still remember life before children, I miss being 25—my skin and hair looked so much better.” Looking at her feet, she admired them. “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. I love the dress and jewelry I'm wearing. And I love my pretty name. I love being able to tell people my name is Margaret, and my mother named me that because she admired Margaret Thatcher.” Her eyes then fell on Floppy, chuckling as she said, “Oh, I see he has a crush on Emma Watson. That’s so cute. She’s not that pretty—then again, I am a straight woman and only find men attractive. I remember my celebrity crush being Robert Redford. Just talking about it makes me feel like a teenager again. Get a hold of yourself, Margaret. You’re 68 years old, not 18.” Putting the report card in a visible spot for discussion later, she thought about Tyler’s mother. “How am I gonna approach Emily about her son? She’s only 24; she’s 44 years younger than me. It will be a hard conversation since I’m so much older than her. She might feel incapable of understanding my perspective because of the age gap.” Feeling motherly towards Emily, Margaret worried about how to guide her gently in improving Tyler's behavior and grades.
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