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Question: Story: The year is 2024. Write me a story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy home alone for the first time with a description of the boy's appearance, his name, height, birthday, birth year what he's wearing, what state in the US he's in. Include a description of his dad's name, age, birthday, birth year and height and how he normally dresses. Have him accidentally slip into an item of clothing his middle aged mother owns with a description of why he accidentally slipped into his mom's clothing item or shoes, his mom's name, height, birthday, birth year, what she looks like, how womanly she dresses, what item of clothing he accidentally slipped into. Have the boy freak out at his mom's womanly clothing and try getting it off and have it be in quoted text. Have there be a special cake he was told not to touch until tonight. Have him slowly grow gaining height as his body started feminizing and have him call for mommy and daddy and have it be in quoted text. Have one of his mother's outfits form on him raised sandals and accessories and wedding ring and earrings and nail polish and makeup and lipstick included as his eyes feminized and lost innocence becoming alluring and he gained all white teeth and his voice raised in pitch but deepened to a motherly pitch and as his hair lengthened and he kicked off the raised sandals in disgust. Have his memories start altering scaring him. Have the boy get grossed out at his outfit and sandals and try to yell for help and for his mom and have it be in quoted text and have him call his mom by her first name and the raised sandals and tank top and short shorts his like they were his the way his mother would and call his father his husband and by his first name and in a very womanly way and have him say his mom's first name to himself like he was wondering if he was always her which is what and have his childlike innocent vocabulary mature completely to that of a mom and have his mind slowly transform the sentence halfway through and have him take a breath and put his hands on his hips halfway through. Have the new woman look around the living room as she looked down at her outfit wondering why she felt so puzzled. Have the woman walk over to her raised sandals slipping them on and completing her outfit while posing with her hands on her hips and have the woman walk to the mirror frowning. Have the woman not remembering she was the boy walk up to the mirror as she said her name and why is she saying her name like she don't know her own name and why is she so puzzled and she wondered if her husband was coming home soon and where was her son and have it be in quoted text and like a mother talks. Have the woman walk into the kitchen to the counter. Have the woman look at the cake before taking some frosting before chuckling. Have the woman wash her hands as nightfall approached and have her say how it doesn't hurt she had a little frosting and she bought the cake anyway and that what's wrong with a woman and a mother treating herself to some frosting and have it be in quoted text. Have the woman walk upstairs to her room grabbing her phone. Have the woman lay down on the couch still wearing her outfit and her sandals. Have her text her husband calling him by his first name about how she loves and is happy she married him and how she couldn't remember what she was doing earlier and have her look down and admire her raised sandals before saying how comfortable they are on her feet and how she's happy she bought them and have it be in quoted text and like a woman talks. Have her start getting tired as her eyes close as she falls asleep having no memory of being a boy.
In the year 2024, on a regular sunny day in California lived a young boy named Joshua. Joshua, being a sprightly 6-year-old born on the 19th of July 2018, was a bundle of energy. His hazel eyes sparkled with mischief beneath his mop of auburn curls. The boy was dressed in a bright Superman tee and blue shorts, always ready for a conquest! He stood at an adorable height of 3'11”, a typical height for his age. His father, Alexander Daniels, was a 40-year-old man born on 15th March, 1984, with an average height of about 6 feet. Given Alexander's penchant for comfort, his everyday attire usually comprised of crisp white dress shirts paired with denim jeans and leather loafers. Joshua's mother, Elizabeth Daniels, born on the 23rd of May, 1985, standing at a fashionable height of 5’7", was a small town girl turned stylish businesswoman. With her jet-black hair and striking green eyes, she was quite an elegant sight. She meticulously dressed herself in chic, womanly clothing each day. On this particular day, her outfit included a stunning silk tank top, short shorts and raised sandals, which she had carefully picked to match her red lipstick, nail polish and adorned ears. An unforeseen mishap occurred, however, when little Joshua, while playing his usual hide and seek, accidentally slipped into his mother's raised sandals. He gasped, staring at his feet, adorned in his mother's sandals with a bewildered expression. "Ick! Mom's shoes! Off! Off!" he cried, stumbling as he kicked them off hurriedly. On the kitchen counter sat a special cake that was meant to be dessert for tonight and strictly out of his small, sticky fingers' reach. Sudden changes began happening to Joshua. He grew taller, his boyish body shape subtly shifted, and his voice raised in pitch but deepened to a motherly tone. "Mommy? Daddy?" His innocent, fearful call echoed throughout the house. Suddenly, Joshua’s clothes transformed into an exact resemblance of her mother's outfit, including the wedding ring, earrings, nail polish, and makeup. "No, no, NO! What is happening?! Help, Elizabeth!," he shouted in desperation. Yet, halfway through, his voice softened with familiarity, "Eliz...abeth." His adult vocabulary seamlessly replaced his previously childlike one. A womanly exploration of his mother's name left his once innocent lips as a mature realization dawned upon him. Walking over to the raised sandals discarded minutes ago, the transformed Joshua effortlessly slipped them on, fitting perfectly this time. Joshua's reflection in a mirror nearby brought forth a frown, a beautiful woman's visage stared back, an uncanny resemblance to Elizabeth. She said out loud, "Elizabeth?" Completely perplexed, "Why am I saying my name like I don't know it... Where's Alexander?... And where's our son?" Moving to the kitchen counter, her gaze landed on the untouched cake. She then chuckled, bringing a finger to the icing. “A little frosting never hurt anyone," she mused. She then proceeded to wash her hands as the sun set. Elizabeth made her way up to her room, picking up her phone and plopping down on the couch. She texted Alexander, her husband, "Honey, I love you so much, thank you for choosing me…I can’t seem to remember what I was doing a while ago!" She admired the sandals, "These shoes are so comfortable, I'm so glad I bought them." As she texted, a wave of exhaustion came over her. She nestled into the couch, eyes slowly closing. By the time her eyelids were fully shut, all memories of the little boy that was Joshua had vanished entirely. There was now only Elizabeth, happily married, mother to a son, excited to treat herself with some delicious cake.
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