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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 7 year old Cam being babysat by his 10 year old brother Troy and his friends for the first time alone while his mom was out of town. Troy's mom trusted him to look after Cam and be responsible and keep him safe. While watching Cam,Troy and his friends got into heaps of trouble and mischief vandalizing neighbor's houses and stealing whatever they could. Please have Cam say the quote "Hey Troy, you know mommy says stealing is wrong" Please have Troy say the quote "Shut up Cam! In fact, give me that ball" before tossing Cam's favorite ball into a nearby backyard . Please have Cam struggle to climb over the fence into the backyard to retrieve his ball. Please have 48 year old Sheila MacDonald walk outside to confront Cam after hearing the commotion from her kitchen. Please have Sheila have short brown hair, brown eyes, be wearing an avocado mask over her face, a pink robe and undershirt and pink flip flops and curlers in her hair. Please have Sheila say the quote "Hey kid! What are you doing in my backyard?" Please have Cam say the quote "My mean brother tossed my ball. I was just trying to get it back" Please have Sheila say the quote "I don't care about any of that. My property! My ball!" before going to grab Cam. Please have Cam say the quote "No please! I just____ wanted my ball back!" before covering his mouth hearing his voice suddenly sound deeper and female and louder with an east coast accent midsentence. Please have Cam look down to see he's taller holding his ball before noticing mounds on his chest and that he was now wearing the robe and flip flops. Please have Troy notice Cam who he believes is Sheila. Please have Troy say the quote "Let's get out of here! It's Mrs. MacDonald! I heard she has a husband. Can't believe someone married that thing" Please have Cam freak as he realized his brother thought he was Sheila as well as realizing Sheila was married as he tried to walk normally. Please have Cam freak out as he realizes he is unable to do any kind of walk other than Sheila's usual aggressive speed-walk she does when she's wearing her flip flops causing his clip clops to be aggressive and loud. Please have Cam do Sheila's aggressive speed-walk to a nearby mirror looking at his new reflection noticing Sheila's avocado mask covered face instead of his own. Please have Cam say the quote "This isn't fair! My brother tossed my ball in her backyard and I get punished? I hate being a woman. I'm gonna miss mommy so much! I'm probably older than mommy now!" freaking out as he realized he was involuntarily yelling just like Sheila always did. Please have 17 year old Stacy MacDonald walk into the room. Please have Stacy say the quote "Mom? Who are you talking to? Seriously, the avocado mask and the curlers are such an unattractive look and do you seriously have to yell at the top of your lungs and stomp in your flip flops? God! We get it! You like the whole neighborhood hating you!" before leaving the room. Please have Cam try to slip off the flip flops when he notices his feet force themselves back into them. Please have Cam then attempt to remove the curlers in Sheila's hair finding his hands realigning them instead. Please have Cam attempt to wipe the avocado mask off his face when he finds himself involuntarily speed-walking to Sheila's bathroom mirror and applying more in spots where it wasn't as prominent. Please have Cam say the quote "I hate sandals and pink ones are a girl's color. Why can't I take anything off?" yelling at the top of his lungs again. Please have Cam try to walk to Sheila's bedroom but instead speed-walk out the front door down the driveway to her mailbox down the street grabbing Sheila's mail and noticing someone else's mail got mixed up in Sheila's and have him speed-walk to the neighbor's house and ring the doorbell. Please have Cam involuntarily stand there holding the other person's mail until a woman answers the door. Please have Cam involuntarily say the quote "Hey Jann! I believe this belongs to you. Your husband is never home so there's no reason to be taking forever to answer the door. Put a little speed in it next time or lose those extra pounds you skank" before tossing the envelope in his neighbor's face and clip clopping back to Sheila's house before sitting down on the couch in the living room and involuntarily crossing his legs before involuntarily making sure the flip flops stay on his feet. Please have Cam say the quote "I would give anything to get one more kiss goodnight from mommy. I don't wanna be a girl. I don't wanna be alone!" loudly in Sheila's east coast accented voice squeezing his female eyes shut not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of Sheila and would never go back to being a boy again.
Once upon a time in quiet suburban neighborhood, seven-year-old Cam was being babysat by his ten-year-old brother, Troy, and his group of friends. Their mother had left for an out-of-town adventure, leaving Troy in charge with the promise that he would keep Cam safe and out of trouble. But trouble was exactly what Troy and his friends found themselves in. While trying to maintain responsibility for Cam, Troy and his friends were drawn towards some neighborhood mischief, namely - vandalizing their neighbor's houses and pilfering items. Cam, though younger, was wiser than his older brother. "Hey Troy, you know mommy says stealing is wrong," he’d remind Troy but his words always fell on deaf ears. "Shut up Cam! In fact, give me that ball," Troy demanded one day, before flinging Cam's favorite ball into the backyard of an aloof and standoffish 48-year-old woman named Sheila MacDonald. Cam struggled to climb their neighbor's fence, the wooden slats rough against his tiny hands. Meanwhile inside her house, Sheila was in the middle of her pampering ritual, an avocado mask over her face, a pink robe wrapping her body, her undershirt and flip flops a matching shade of pink. Short, brown hair in curlers atop her head, she was a vision of someone committed to carefree self-maintenance. Disturbed by the commotion, Sheila stepped outside, "Hey kid! What are you doing in my backyard?" she hollered at Cam. Cam quickly replied, "My mean brother tossed my ball. I was just trying to get it back." But Sheila was unimpressed. "I don't care about any of that. My property! My ball!" she bellowed, moving to seize the frightened boy. "No please! I just___ wanted my ball back!" Cam pleaded, but his plea was interrupted midway by a sudden shift in his voice. It sounded louder, deeper, and female, with a strong east coast accent. Simultaneously, he looked down to see he was now taller, holding the ball comfortingly close to a now-female chest. Cam was horrified as he realized something strange and unexpected had happened. Just then, Troy spotted what appeared to be Sheila standing in her backyard. "Let's get out of here! It's Mrs. MacDonald! I heard she has a husband. Can't believe someone married that thing!" he said, leading the boys to flee. Innocent Cam was now trapped in Sheila’s body, even mimicking her aggressive speed-walk as he tried to walk normally. He struggled before a nearby mirror and let out a cry, "This isn't fair! My brother tossed my ball in her backyard and I get punished? I hate being a woman. I'm gonna miss mommy so much! I'm probably older than mommy now!" Seventeen-year-old Stacy, Sheila’s actual daughter, entered the room only to roll her eyes at the seemingly eccentric behavior of her ‘mother.' She remarked, "Mom? Who are you talking to? Seriously, the avocado mask and the curlers are such an unattractive look and do you seriously have to yell at the top of your lungs and stomp in your flip flops? God! We get it! You like the whole neighborhood hating you!" Cam, still trying to come to terms with his new reality, had trouble trying to remove the sandals, curlers, and the avocado mask. His new body was fond of the feminine accessories that his younger boy self detested. As he failed to remove them, he shouted, involuntarily louder, "I hate sandals and pink ones are a girl's color. Why can't I take anything off?" His new body seemed to have a mind of its own. It speed-walked over to the mailbox, even delivered mail to a neighbor, following Sheila's usual routine, including a confrontational chat towards the neighbor. Settling down on the couch in the living room, Cam had to resign to his new reality. He wept, longing for his old life and his mother. "I would give anything to get one more kiss goodnight from mommy. I don't wanna be a girl. I don't wanna be alone!" he yelled, feeling trapped in Sheila's body. Little did he know, he would now forever be known as Sheila and that he would never go back to being a boy. Thus, Cam’s innocent venture to retrieve his ball had transformed him into an entirely different identity, leaving him longing for the life he took for granted.
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