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Question: 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, race being white, 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 younger 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 and explain why. Include his aunt's name, age being younger than his mom, birthday and birth year being younger than his mom, height and weight. Include his uncle's name, age being younger than his aunt, birthday and birth year being younger than his aunt, height and weight and have him not be present either. 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. As he walked through the door, he noticed the whole house was empty. Have him blink and suddenly be sitting on a different couch in a different house in a different part of the US. Have him look down to see a skimpy non existent glittery outfit with a description of the outfit as he looked at his fingers seeing long fake nails and painted toes on bare female feet. Reveal the woman who the boy ends up in the body of's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, eye color, hair color and style, race being Hispanic and that she was planning on going clubbing. Have a group of other Spanish women in the house dressed similarly walk up to the boy and have one of the women be related to the woman who the boy was in the body of. Have one of them address him by his new name asking him if she's ready to go to the club yet and have it be in quoted text. Have the girl grab a skimpy pair of sandals before grabbing her friend's feet and shoving the sandals on her feet with a description of the sandals. Have the girl tell her friend come on bitch let's go clubbing and get turnt up and drunk tonight and have it be in quoted text telling her why she wasn't already ready. Have the girl pick up a purse shoving it on the boy's shoulder with a description of the purse and what's inside including all the clubbing essentials. Reveal the names of the other Spanish girls and ages, birthdays, birth years, heights, weights, eye colors, hair colors and styles. Have the boy struggle to stand in the skimpy sandals attempting to remove them but being unable to with the fake nails. Reveal whose house all the women are in. Have him look in the mirror at his new reflection seeing a woman with lots of makeup and lipstick frowning and tearing up as he missed his mom. The swap is permanent. Have the boy say in his new voice how he missed mommy and grandma and his puppy so much and have it be in quoted text in a thick Spanish accent in very broken English with words spelled wrong. Have him stumble out of the house in his new skimpy sandals standing on the porch as most women were making their way to a car and describe the car. Have the boy look down at his new dress and fake nails and skimpy sandals and his feet with the painted nails and down at his purse before noticing the boobs he now had just like his moms. Have one of the women get out of the car yelling at their friend addressing her by her first name to hurry up and have it be in quoted text and broken Spanish English before one more Spanish chick walked out of the house putting something on the boy's new body with a description of what it was. Have the woman say you almost left it behind and have it be in quoted text and a thick Spanish accent as she strutted to the car leaving the boy still very scared and confused as he slowly walked to the car stumbling nervously at the new life he now had as he squeezed his eyes shut hoping he'd wake up from this scary dream. As he opened his eyes, he still saw the outfit and the sandals and womanly body he now had.
In the heart of small-town Texas, born on the chilly morning of January 17, 2018, young Benjamin Miller, a 6-year-old Caucasian boy, began his life journey. Standing at 3 foot 9 inches and weighing 45 pounds, he had golden hair that curled at the ends, framing a pair of bright blue eyes. His hair perpetually stuck up in the back in what the locals would often call a "cowlick". He was wearing bright red sneakers that light up with each step, faded denim shorts, and a tee portraying his favorite cartoon superhero. As he walked, a melodic rhythm was formed: the crunch of gravel under his shoes followed by the swish of tall prairie grass. His mother, Emily Miller, was born on March 10, 1990, making her 34 years old. Standing at an average height of 5 feet 5 inches, she weighs 130 pounds. Benjamin’s birth was quite a surprise to Emily, as she was just enjoying her youth when she found out about his upcoming arrival. Benjamin's father, Jacob, born August 21st, 1987, left shortly after Benjamin's birth because he was unprepared for family responsibilities. He stands at 6 feet and weighs 175 pounds. Benjamin shared a close relationship with his Aunt Sarah, his mother's younger sister, born on September 3, 1994. Sarah, standing at 5 feet 4 inches, and weighing 125 pounds, was extremely supportive of Emily during the pregnancy. They also had an uncle, Sarah's younger brother, Andrew who was born on May 5, 1997. Andrew stands at 5 feet 10 inches and weighs 160 pounds but is mostly absent as he is attending college out of state. Benjamin's grandma, Martha, Emily's and Sarah's mother, born July 1, 1965, stands at 5 feet 3 inches and has a plump figure of 150 pounds. On this day, Benjamin was eagerly trotting home alone for the first time, excited to tell stories of his adventures to Emily and his grandma Martha, with whom he would spend the weekend. In one hand he clutched tightly to "Mr. Rabbit", his cherished stuffed toy, and in the other, a leash that was attached to Hunter, his loyal golden retriever puppy. As he walked through his mother's front door, however, he realized something was strange – it was distressingly quiet. The home was completely empty. He blinked in surprise and suddenly found himself somewhere entirely different, on a plush couch, in a spacious living room, inside a house probably several states away from home. Looking around in bewilderment, Benjamin looked down at his clothes, or rather, a lack thereof, as he found himself dressed in a skimpy, almost non-existent, glittery rose gold mini dress. He was taken aback to observe manicured hands with long fake nails painted in glittery lavender color. His confusion escalated when he saw his bare feet with matching lavender nail polish and observed he was now standing 5 feet 5 inches tall. His boyish apparel had been replaced with a woman's clubbing clothes. His large blue eyes were now a pair of soft espresso brown ones, framed by thick, heavyset lashes. Hair that once shone golden in the sun was now a sleek chestnut mane styled in cascading waves down his new feminine frame. Feeling strangely heavy at his chest, he noticed a pair of breasts protruding out of his dress, similar to his mother's. He was stuck, in a body that so clearly wasn't his. He looked down at a shiny little ID card that read "Maria Garcia, born August 15, 1995." Maria was evidently a 29-year-old Hispanic woman, who had previously weighed 135 pounds and was about to hit the town for a night of clubbing. As he sat there, a group of beautifully dressed Hispanic women appeared from an adjoining room. "Maria, are you ready yet?" one of them, Maria's cousin Isabel asked, born November 22, 1996, standing 5'4" tall, weighing 125 pounds with dark eyes and hair. Along with her was Rosa, Sofia, and Ana, all born between 1994 to 1997, who were as surprised as Benjamin was by "Maria's" hesitation. On his feet were shoved a pair of skimpy sandals embellished with rhinestones. As they all hurried him, Benjamin struggled in his new body to stand up in those high heels. “Come on, Maria, I don’t know why you always take so long. We’re already late,” Isabel hurried him. Isabel then thrust a small glittery clutch in Benjamin's hand that held lipstick, cell phone, ID's, and cash - the essentials for the night. Benjamin in this whole chaos couldn't help but miss his mom, grandma, and his puppy Hunter, the tears welling up in his unfamiliar brown eyes. "Maygo mee momee an grandmes so muchsies," he choked out in a thick Spanish accent, the English words getting lost in translation. His new friends rolled their eyes at him, ushering him to a crimson-red fancy sports car parked outside. Barely being able to walk, he stumbled outside, adjusting his new body and clothes. Everything felt so alien. In one final desperate attempt, he squeezed his eyes shut, hoping against hope that it was just a bad dream. But as he opened his eyes once more, the reality stood as it was. He was not Benjamin anymore. He was Maria, stuck in a reality that he had no knowledge of and a life that he was completely unprepared for. He stood frozen on the spot, watching as the ladies piled into the car excitedly, the sound of their laughter echoed in his ears, while he looked down at his unfamiliar exterior and failed to suppress a shudder. He was left there, scared and confused, grappling with the frightening reality before him.
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