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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, 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 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 and explain why. Include his older aunt's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Include his older 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. Have him get home and fall asleep. Have him jerk awake at some point in the night when he realizes he's not even sleeping in a bed anymore. Have him look down realizing he's wearing a wedding dress and wedding shoes with a description of the dress not being an American wedding dress and shoes and have him doing something feminine to his appearance with a description of what he's doing with his hands gripping random feminine wedding items with a description of the items. Have the boy look his body assuming he's still in his own body but just wearing girly clothes when he looks at his hands realizing his fingers are dainty and feminine. Have him look down at his chest realizing he actually has boobs and have him see his feminine shoes with his dainty feet. Include the woman's name, race being Indian, what country she's from being India, age being older than his grandma, birthday, birth year being older than his grandma, height, weight, eye color, hair color, hairstyle and who she is and what she does for work if she has a job and who she's getting married to and who all is attending the wedding and who wasn't invited and where she's getting married and what she was doing before the boy possessed her body. Have the boy try to stand up looking at his new reflection when he stumbles in the shoes landing on the ground. Have him say how he misses his mommy and he doesn't want to be Indian and have it be in quoted text before and have it be in broken English saying words wrong and have the words spelled wrong covering his mouth hearing his new womanly voice. Have him say how he wants to go home and he'll miss grandma and mommy so much and that he'll miss his stuffed animal so much and that he can't believe he'll never be himself again and this must be a nightmare please be a nightmare and have it be in quoted text and have it be in broken English and have some words missing. Have him squeeze his eyes shut as he realizes the swap is permanent. Have the boy fall to the ground looking at his dress as he started screaming he wanted to go home and he didn't wanna be a girl and he would really miss mommy tucking him in at night and have it be in quoted text and have it be in broken English saying words and forgetting words.
In the serene town of Plainfield, Illinois, dwelt a 6-year-old boy named Jacob Jones. Jacob, known as Jake amongst his peers and family, was born into a conventional family on a snowy day, January 24, 2018. Standing tall for his age at 3 feet 6 inches, and weighing roughly 45 pounds, he was an endearing, cheerful child. Jacob's hair was golden-blond and often tactlessly tousled, a stark contrast to his deep blue eyes, eyes filled with curiosity and innocence. Frequently dressed in his favorite Spider-Man t-shirt, baby blue jeans, and second-hand red sneakers, he made his personality known to the world. As Jake walked, each footfall resonated with a unique melody of its innocence, almost as if it were singing; so musical, so pure. Katie Jones, Jacob's young 27-year-old mother was born on the 5th of June 1997. She stood at 5 feet 5 inches and with her 125 pounds, she was elegantly thin. Jake's father, John Jones, a tall man standing at 6 feet 2 inches and weighing 180 pounds was born on February 19, 1995. He was no longer a part of Jake's life, as he had succumbed to his inner battle with addiction, choosing escape over family, a decision he would dearly regret. Jacob was often visited by his Aunt Josephine, lovingly known as Jo. Born on April 22, 1990, Jo aged gracefully over her 34 years, standing at a height of 5 feet 7 inches, and weighed 145 pounds. Her brother, Jake's Uncle Jeff, born a handful of years later on November 27, 1992, was 32 years old, standing at 6 feet tall and a healthy weight of 170 pounds. However, he was away serving his country in the military, unavailable to be by his family's side. Jacob's Grandma, Helen Jones, a sweet lady of 60, with her birthday on the 10th of March, 1964, stood at the height of 5 feet 2 inches tall and weighed 150 pounds. The thought of this beloved family member filled Jake's innocent heart with joy. On that fateful day, Jake excitedly embarked on his first solo journey home. He was brimming with eagerness at the thought of sharing his adventure with his mom and grandma. Upon reaching home, he hastily shared his thrilling tales, hugging his plush bunny, with his faithful Golden Retriever, Boomer, loyally at his feet. Exhausted, Jacob succumbed to deep slumber, waking up in a fright. Looking down, he found himself wearing an unfamiliar, enormous, bridal lehenga, styled from India. The traditional Indian crimson dress was extremely heavy and overlaid with intricate golden threadwork. On his feet were delicate golden juttis, traditional Indian footwear known for their comfort. He found himself toying with an intricately designed golden jhumka, traditional Indian earrings. His small, chubby fingers were now replaced with dainty, feminine ones, adorned with delicate henna patterns. His chest, beneath the heavy top of his dress, bore womanly curves; a shock that made Jake gasp. Confused, Jake peered down at his feet, discovering them daintily pedicured and barely filling the shoes. Caught off guard, Jacob soon realized he had come to inhabit the body of an Indian lady named Mridula Bhattacharya. Born on June 12, 1950, she was a 74-year-old woman standing at a height of 5 feet 4 inches and weighing 160 pounds. Her silver-grey hair was styled into a low bun while her deep brown eyes held decades of wisdom. Mridula, hailing from Kolkata, India, was a retired school teacher about to get married to her childhood friend, Hari in India with her close-knit circle. But her estranged son was not invited due to their sour relationship. Before this unexpected possession, she was indulging in her pre-wedding rituals. “Me no...want be Indian...no girl me...", Jake stammered with effort, his crisp English tones replaced with the soft, feminine Indian accent. As he attempted to stand, his new reflection startled him, and he collapsed onto her luxurious, traditional rug. “Mommy…I…miss…,” he whimpered before toppling over, losing his balance in the unfamiliar clothes and his new body,“...Want…home...miss…nana, bunny…” Realizing the absolute nature of the situation, a wave of finality washed over him as he comprehended there would be no return to his previous life. "Bedtime…no…tuck…," he choked back on the realisation. His eyes squeezed shut, his tiny form folding onto the floor,"I…no…girl...want…home...Mommy… ." His tears soaked through the rich fabric of the intricate Indian dress as the heartbreaking reality of his new existence settled in.
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