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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 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 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 taller and in a different part of the US as he looks down seeing a small skimpy and expensive outfit barely covering her boobs or butt with a description of the skimpy outfit and revealing and mature and expensive sandals with a description of what they look like and include actual name brands for parts of the outfit and have the outfit be too short for the cold weather which was also raining. Describe the woman who's body the 6 year old ends up in being a woman and the reason why she's wearing the outfit and why she's out in the rain being that she just left that day and ran away from a man she knows with a description of who that person is to her and why she ran away from him and who she is and have her still be wearing something connecting her to the man. Include a detailed description of the woman including her name, age being much older than his mom, older than his grandma, where she's from, birthday, birth year, race being Spanish, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing accessories and jewelry included and expensive purse and what's inside the purse included being expensive essentials and things a rich person would have and what she sounds like. Have the boy look down at the sandals on his feet innocently before sticking his foot out shaking from how uncomfortable he was feeling the purse weighing down on his shoulder. Have him look down at the mature sandals on his feet sticking his tongue out at how girly they are pulling a foot out and looking at how small and dainty his foot was before catching his reflection in a nearby mirror. Have the boy remove the other sandal walking barefoot as he looked down at his new body and looking back up at the mirror as night time got darker causing tears to form on his new face. Have the boy try to walk barefoot stepping on nasty stuff all throughout his steps causing him to look at the sandals in his hands setting them down on the ground and sitting himself on the floor. Have him slip his feet back into the sandals standing up when he heard a loud crash nearby. Have him step in something nasty getting something on his foot grossing him out. Have him unwillingly look at his feet and say dammit these sandals cost me a lot of money and now they're dirty I paid so much money for these when I bought them and have it be in quoted text adding a Spanish curse at the end of the sentence. 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 out here in the dark and have it be in quoted text adding a Spanish plea at the end of the sentence. Have the boy somehow realize he's older than his mom now and he's even older than his grandma making his heartbeat increase as he started crying. Have the boy stumble to a nearby bench sitting down and unwillingly crossing his legs and pulling something out of the purse and talking about the item in a mature feminine way and have it be in quoted text. Have him look at his new form and the sandals on his feet and squeeze his eyes shut crying not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of the woman and would never be a boy again.
In the quiet town of Biloxi, Mississippi, a spry six-year-old Garrett Hughes strolled home alone for the first time. Born on May 15th, 2018, and weighing 40 pounds, his young, vibrant glee was infectious. He stood just above 3 feet 9 inches, his light brown hair cropped in a short neat style, and his sparkling azure-blue eyes lighting up his small, freckled face. His attire was simple, a red t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of Converse All-Stars, worn from frequent play sessions. As he skipped along the pavement, his shoes made a soft thud every time it hit the concrete. Garrett's mom, Lisa Hughes, born March 16, 2002, was just 22 and standing gracefully at 5 feet 6 inches, weighing 135 pounds. Lisa's mom, and Garrett's adoring grandma, Patricia Hilton, born February 18, 1962, was a robust woman of 62, standing at 5 feet 4 inches and weighing 155 pounds. All of them shared a lovely bond. Garrett couldn't wait to get home and tell his mum and grandma about his adventurous solo walk. But as he took his next step, something felt off. A blink felt like an eternity, and suddenly he felt taller, much taller and in different surroundings. This wasn't the sunny south anymore, he was in the bustling streets of New York. He looked down and barely concealed a gasp. A short, skimpy Versace dress hugged his body leaving little to the imagination, barely covering his newly formed chest and derrière. The cold rain made the situation worse. His feet sported a pair of Gianvito Rossi's scandal sandals that barely provided any protection against the elements. He was in the body of a woman named Alejandra Cortez, a Spanish woman from Barcelona, Spain. Born August 30, 1959, she stood 5 feet 8 inches, weighed 125 pounds. Her lustrous, long black hair flowed down her back in waves, and her brown eyes held an unspoken mystery. A gold locket around her neck was the last connection to her estranged lover. She wore a diamond tennis bracelet and had an expensive leather Prada purse filled with luxury essentials; a gold powder compact, a designer wallet, various credit cards and a branded perfume. "Damn it," he muttered, "these expensive sandals are all dirty," he kicked them off and wriggled his petite toes in frustration. He wept silently, subconsciously adjusting the shoulder strap of his Prada bag as if it was an old habit and muttered, "I miss mom and grandma...I don't want to be a girl." Suddenly, it dawned on him, he was way older than his mom and grandma and a fresh wave of tears flowed down his face. He stumbled to a nearby bench, crossed his legs without realizing, pulled out the gold powder compact from the purse, and opened it. "This was a gift from him, the purest 24K gold...beautiful," he almost whispered. Night sweetly turned into darkness, and he gazed at his reflection in the water puddle by his feet. He noticed his lithe figure, the skimpy outfit hugging his newfound curves and the designer sandals discarded on the floor. He closed his tear-filled eyes, overwhelmed, not knowing that he was forever trapped in this body, his life as a boy never to return.
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