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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, 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. 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 blink and suddenly be in a different part of the US as he looks down seeing a tank top and shorts and flip flops with his fingernails and toenails painted with his tan skin before realizing he's wearing sunglasses over his eyes with a large purse resting on his shoulder. Have 4 other women all dressed similarly to the woman the boy ends up in the body of all walk up to him with one of them speaking Spanish asking the boy what is wrong with her and if they're gonna do something feminine on the beach and have it be in quoted text and Spanish and translated and have the feminine thing mentioned. Describe the woman who's body the 6 year old ends up in being a woman and include a detailed description of the woman including her name, age being much older than his mom, older than his dad, where she's from, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing accessories and jewelry included it all being traditional style and one piece of traditional jewelry. Include all 4 women's names, ages whether they are younger or older, who they are to the woman whether they are family or friends, where they're from, birthdays, birth years, heights, weights, hair color,s hairstyles, eye colors and what they're wearing outfit, accessories and jewelry included it all being traditional style and one piece of traditional jewelry. Have the boy look down at the flip flops on his feet innocently before sticking his foot out shaking from how uncomfortable he was. Have him try to pull the sunglasses up and take the purse off his shoulder before one of the woman's friends rushes over shoving them back on his face and the purse back on his shoulder and saying come on bitch you need to show these young boys you're not interested in them and you need to flaunt your stuff around and show the world you are a proud Spanish woman and have it be in quoted text and fluent Spanish. Have the boy look down at his new mature female body in the bikini and the flip flops causing tears to form in his eyes. Have him try to walk normally clip clopping like a woman before tripping in the sand and yelling a Spanish curse word and have it be in quoted text. Have the boy sit down in one of the chairs the women bought as he spots a cooler and walks over to open it spotting Coca-Cola he likes to drink before grabbing one and sitting down. Have the boy go to open the Coca-Cola before one of the other women swipes it before shoving a Spanish alcoholic beverage in his hand instead with the brand of the it mentioned. Have the woman look at her friend laughing as she said come on girl don't be drinking the little kid stuff get yourself a nice real woman drink and have it be in quoted text and fluent Spanish. Have the boy worriedly look at the drink and take a sip gagging at the taste but swallowing it anyway. Have the boy say how he's gonna miss mommy and grandma so much and how he doesn't wanna be a girl and how scary it is being a girl quietly to himself and have it be in quoted text and fluent Spanish. Have the boy somehow realize he's older than his mom now and making his heartbeat increase as he started crying. Have the boy unwillingly cross his legs. Have him try to think of his favorite food and his favorite soda and favorite dessert only for him to say a more traditional Spanish food with a more mature Spanish beverage and Spanish dessert and have it be in quoted text and Spanish. Have the boy squeeze his eyes shut realizing he was permanently stuck in the body of the woman and would never be a boy again.
His name was Jackson Roberts, a wide-eyed 6-year-old boy from the suburb of Clayton, North Carolina, born on December 6, 2018. Standing at 3 feet 5 inches tall and weighing 42 pounds, he was as average as boys his age came. His hair was a deep chestnut brown, kept in a loosely maintained buzz-cut that suited his bright, eager green eyes. He was clad in a lightweight tan t-shirt and dark blue jeans, his feet outfitted in smart, red canvas shoes. As he walked home alone for the first time, a soft pad-pad sounded from his feet, a rhythmic accompaniment not unlike a metronome keeping tick-tock time of his adventure. His mother, Sarah Roberts, was young by societal standards, just a mere 25 years old. Born on March 8, 1999, she was 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighed 145 pounds. Jackson’s father, Damon Roberts, had been absent from his life entirely; he, a man of age 27, born on August 17, 1997, standing at 6 feet and weighed 180 pounds. Jackson, however, found ample love and warmth in the affection of his maternal grandmother Betty, a spry 65 year-old woman of diminutive stature, standing at 5 feet and weighing 120 pounds. Born on November 2, 1959, Betty was the embodiment of maternal love for Jackson. Jackson was looking forward to sharing his exuberant adventure with his small world. In a blink of an eye, Jackson was no longer the little boy from Clayton – he was in another part of the country, somewhere he’d never seen before. The most striking thing wasn't just the drastic change in scenery, but the fact that he wasn’t his 6-year-old self anymore. He looked down, the familiar red canvas shoes replaced with pastel pink flip flops. He wore a teal tank top and khaki shorts. His nails were immaculately done with a shade of soft lavender. His skin had attained a rich caramel tan, and he could feel the gentle weight of oversized sunglasses perched onto his eyes, a large purse on his shoulder. Four other women approached him. "¿Qué te pasa, chica? ¿Vamos a hacer surf, verdad?" one woman inquired in Spanish. (“What's wrong, girl? We're going surfing, right?”). All four women were dressed similarly, traditional beach wear accessorized with indigenous jewelry, hinting at a shared cultural heritage. The woman he now found himself in was Maria Sanchez, a 43-year-old woman hailing from San Diego, California. Born on October 9, 1981, she measured 5 feet 10 inches and weighed around 165 pounds. Her hair was an enviable chestnut shade, complementing her deeply intriguing brown eyes. She was wearing traditional hoop earrings and a cross necklace that glinted under the California sun; her clothes exuded a quaint charm as well. Among her friends were Sofia, a 37-year-old relative from Mexico, Jaime, her 31 years old close friend from Cuba, and Isabella, a 40-year-old cousin, also from San Diego. Carla, another 43-year-old friend originally from Puerto Rico, was the most vivacious of the lot. They all embraced the same traditional fashion styles and wore similar traditional jewelry such as hoop earrings, bead bracelets, and pendant necklaces. Feeling uncomfortable, Jackson attempted to remove his sunglasses and purse, which prompted an immediate response from one of Jaime. "Vamos, perra, necesitas mostrar a estos chicos jóvenes que no estás interesada en ellos. ¡Necesitas lucir tu belleza y mostrarle al mundo que eres una mujer española orgullosa!" (“Come on, bitch, you need to show these young boys you're not interested in them and you need to flaunt your stuff around and show the world you’re a proud Spanish woman!”). Confused and teary-eyed, Jackson sat in his chair seeing a cooler; upon opening, he found a can of Coca-Cola, his favorite. As he reached for it, it was swiped from his grasp by Isabella, who replaced it with a can of Sangria, a traditional Spanish drink. “Vamos, chica, no estás bebiendo las cosas de niños. Tómate una buena bebida de mujer.”(“Come on, girl, you aren’t drinking the kiddie stuff. Have a real woman drink.”) Below his breath, in a foreign language he didn't even realize he could speak, he muttered with a pleading edge, "Voy a extrañar mucho a mamá y abuela. No quiero ser una niña, es aterrador ser una niña." ("I’m going to miss mommy and grandma so much. I don't want to be a girl, it's scary being a girl"). Jackson even realized he was older than his mom in this new life, a reality that sent heart-wrenching sobs coursing through him. Crossing his legs in a seemingly foreign manner, he attempted to think of his favorite foods and drinks in Jackson's life. Instead, he found himself speaking the words "paella," "horchata," "flan," traditional Spanish food, drink, and dessert rewardingly delicious but foreign to his 6-year-old self. The stunning realization hit Jackson then– he was stuck in this older woman’s body, in this older woman’s life. He was no longer the little boy from Clayton who was excited about walking home alone for the first time, he was a 43-year-old woman having a beach day with her best friends. And with wide brown eyes filled with wet despair, he accepted this crushing truth.
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