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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about a random 10 year old girl with a description of what state in the US the girl lives in, the girl's name, her current height, her hair color and style and eye color and her appearance and what she's wearing. Have the girl be talking about how girls in general need to be more understanding of shorter guys and how men shouldn't be judged for their height and have it be in quoted text. Have her be walking home from school when she trips causing her shoes and socks to fall down a small ditch. Have the girl rush down to get her shoes and socks tripping over a massive pair of platform sandals slipping her feet into them accidentally. Have the girl try to remove the giant shoes but be unable to freaking out. Have her freak out screaming for her mommy and have it be in quoted text and have it be like a little kid saying it. Have her feet slowly crack and age growing massively until they fit in the platform sandals complete with a pedicure. Have her slowly grow to a height over 7.5 ft tall as her arms and legs and body feminize as she gains a pair of boobs. Have the girl say how she hopes she isn't gonna become a meanie to guys shorter than her and how she hopes to be the same kind girl she is now and have it be in quoted text. Have a custom made black dress with no legs form on her new body as lipstick and makeup formed on her face. Have earrings form in her ears and a purse form on her shoulder. Have the girl freak out screaming for her mommy again but have her voice turn deeper and female and have a Russian accent halfway through the sentence and have it be in quoted text and broken English halfway through the sentence. Have the girl lose her memories completely until she only remembers being the woman. Reveal the woman's name, age, height and why her platform sandals were in the ditch as she picks up the shoes and socks. Have the woman say how tiny the shoes and socks are and how one shoe could probably fit on one of her toes and have it be in quoted text and broken English and have the woman say yes in Russian still in English letters and have the woman laugh before tossing the shoes and socks in the grass. Have the woman ask herself why she's in the ditch and why she was holding those puny shoes and have it be in quoted text and broken English and have the woman say yes in Russian still in English letters. Have the woman turn around looking over the ditch while being in it and have her take one step out of the ditch back onto the sidewalk. Have the woman smile as she thinks about how happy she is to be single. Have the woman mention how she would prefer taller men anyway which is probably impossible with her height and how men that are shorter than her are pathetic and worthless and are not real men and that she don't date American men and have it be in quoted text and broken English and have the woman say yes in Russian still in English letters and say American in Russian and Russian in Russian. Have the woman look down at her platform sandals with a smile before stomping more aggressively as she walked down road and have her be laughing really loud as she does so. Have the woman notice a bug on the ground eyeing it carefully before bringing her foot up and stomping on it with her platform sandal. Have the woman say how tiny the bugs are and how she loves crushing them like back home and have it be in quoted text and broken English and have her say yes in Russian a lot still spelled Da and have her add one little Russian saying at the end of her sentence. Have her start singing a Russian female song and have it be in quoted text and broken English and Russian. Have the woman walk up to a mirror posing before thinking about the shoes and doing a sarcastic Russian laugh. Have the woman mock the puny American shoes and how she could stomp all over them and have it be in quoted text and broken English and have her say yes in Russian still spelled Da.
Once upon a time, in the sun-dappled state of California, there was a petite 10-year-old girl named Sarah. At present, she was just a few inches over four feet. Her layered chestnut hair was usually kept in loose braids which fell right beyond her shoulder blades. Her sparkling green eyes lit up her cherubic face, currently adorned with a pink shirt, blue jeans, and practical sneakers. Walking back home from school one sunny afternoon, Sarah was just saying, "I don't understand why girls are mocking shorter guys. Height doesn't make the man. We need to be more understanding, you know?" Unluckily, her thoughtful stride was stopped abruptly when she tripped over a hidden rock, causing her shoes and socks to fly off, falling into a small ditch. "Oh no!" Sarah cried out, as she hurried down to get her footwear but stumbled over a large pair of platform sandals instead. She slipped into them inadvertently. Panic surged through her as she tried to remove them but couldn't. "Mama! Mama, help!", she cried out. Then, something astonishing happened. Her feet started to crackle and alter, growing enormously until they fit in the platform sandals perfectly, complete with a pedicure. As she looked down, she saw herself towering over everything, now standing over 7.5ft tall. "I hope I don't turn into those mean girls now. I just want to remain the kind girl I am", she whispered to herself. Gradually, her body grew into a mature, feminine stature, her simple clothes transforming into a figure-hugging, legless black dress. Lipstick and makeup appeared mysteriously on her face while elegant earrings adorned her ears and a designer purse appeared on her shoulder. Suddenly feeling overwhelmed by the transformation, Sarah called out again, "Mama!" Her voice was no longer a child's, but a deeper, mature tone. And unknown to her, a strong Russian accent colored her words. Sarah's memories began to fade away, slowly being replaced with others until she remembered herself only as Olga, a tall, elegant Russian woman. She now understood why the platform sandals were in the ditch as she picked up them up with a nostalgic smile. "These little shoes...one could probably fit on just one of my toes," she said, her words still sounding foreign in broken English as she let out a deep laugh, "Da." Wondering why she was in this ditch holding tiny shoes and socks, Olga chuckled and left them behind in the tall grass. Finally free of the ditch, she straightened up on the sidewalk, smiling contentedly. "Da, I am single and loving it. I'd prefer a taller man anyway. American men are not for me," she stated, her voice echoing confidence. Strolling down the road with thunderous strides, Olga you could hear her laughter ringing down the street. Her eyes gleamed ominously as a bug crawled into her path. Raucous laughter echoed as her platform settled down onto the tiny bug. "Like bugs back home, so tiny. This stomping brings back memories, Da." As she walked on, singing an old Russian song merrily, she happened across a giant mirror. Checking her reflection, she was amused at the thought of her prior footwear. "Such puny American shoes. I'd stomp all over them!", remarked Olga, letting out another throaty laugh, proud of her transformation and her towering stature.
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