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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 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 go to sleep and be sleeping peacefully. Have him wake up the next day on the side of the road in a much taller and older body. Have him notice he's only wearing a bikini top and bottom and flip flops as he notices his nails are now painted. Have him notice multiple tattoos on his arms, chest, legs and back with descriptions of the tattoos. Reveal the name of the woman whose body he ends up in and her age, birthday, scar or injury with explanation on where it came from and how long it's been where it is, birth year, race, height being under 4 feet, weight, where she's from, who her family is, other things she happens to have on her at the moment, why she's sleeping outside and the numerous reasons and circumstances that led her out here and whatever else she owns. Have the swap be permanent and the boy be sad. Have the boy try to walk normally but unwillingly walk with a feminine sway quickly clip clopping in the flip flops and have the boy unwillingly do more feminine things with descriptions on what he's doing. Have him say oh no what am i gonna do without mommy before crying in his new female voice. Have him clip clop to a nearby mirror in a random location looking down at the ground having trouble processing that the body he sees below him is his new body. Have him slowly look up at the mirror seeing his new female eyes staring back at him as tears pile up in his new eyes as he notices the injury or scar before looking around seeing nobody and nothing he recognizes. Have him start wandering off in a random direction before stumbling across some money on the ground having enough for a snack and a drink now. Have the boy wander into a nearby store getting looked for his outfit as he grabs a candy bar and a soda and buys them before leaving the store including the name of the soda and the candy bar. Have him open his candy bar and soda eating and drinking as nighttime approached and it started getting darker outside. Have the boy start shaking from fear as he slowly fell asleep dreading the new life he now lived.
In the small Midwestern town of Palsgrove, Iowa, lived a spunky young boy named Wyatt. Wyatt was a charming little fellow, born on September 5th, 2018, making him six years old. An average height of 3 foot 8 inches with a proportional weight of 45 pounds; his physique was expected for a boy his age. Wyatt's hair, the color of ripe cornfields, was kept tidy in a neat cropped style, which perfectly matched his gentle blue eyes. On this particular day, he was dressed in his favorite electricity-blue superhero-print T-shirt, robust tan shorts, and bouncy soft black sneakers. He was quite elated as he was returning home alone for the first time. His young mother, Amelia, only 22, had granted him this newfound responsibility. Amelia, born on May 7, 2002, was a petite lady, standing at 5 feet 2 inches and weighing about 120 pounds. Wyatt's father, Scott, was not in their lives due to grievous unkept promises and an unhealthy lifestyle. Born on March 12, 2001, the tall, 6-foot man weighed about 170 pounds. Wyatt had a doting Aunt, Lily, who was 30 and born on November 18, 1994. She was an attractive woman with an ethereal stature of 5 feet 7 inches and weighed approximately 145 pounds. Wyatt's grandmother, Christine, born December 20, 1956, was an older version of Amelia, minus the experience of the past 68 years. Standing at a petite stature of 5 feet, she weighed around 140 pounds. Returning home, Wyatt anticipated the delight of telling exciting stories about his solo walk to his mom and granny at dinner. Wyatt sighed contentedly, hugging his beloved stuffed animal, Peanut the monkey, and his pet dog, Skip. Sleep came to him like a soothing lullaby, his little dreams filled with exciting adventures. Morning arrived abruptly, with Wyatt feeling quite different. He woke up on the side of a dusty country road. His eyes flew open, and he was astounded to see that he was no longer in his child body. Instead, he was inhabiting an adult female body. Looking at himself, he could tell he was in a less than ordinary circumstance. His new body was diminutive, just under 4 feet, clad in a scarlet bikini top and neon-green bottom and flip-flops. Painted nails glittered on his new hands, and tattoos adorned his new body. There was a colorful hummingbird on the left forearm, intricate tribal design across the chest and legs, and a majestic phoenix spreading its wings on his back. The name 'Cora Jenkins' inked on the right arm revealed the original owner of this body. Cora, born July 13, 1987, meaning she was 37, had a long scar stretching from her left collarbone to the center of her chest, a keepsake from a forgotten accident 5 years ago. She was originally from Hamin, a small Minnesota town. Through examination, Wyatt discovered Cora was practically homeless. He found a luggage tag with the name 'Foster Home, Hamin' and within his reach was a tattered bag containing a worn-out picture of a family he figured was hers. Overwhelmed, Wyatt wept in the soft voice of the woman, whispering, "What am I going to do without mommy," before breaking into uncontrolled sobs. Managing to get up, Wyatt, in his new feminine body, clip-clopped awkwardly towards a deserted gas station. He saw a mirror on the abandoned building and reluctantly approached it. His new female eyes were filled with terror, and upon seeing the scar, tears rolled down his face. Suddenly, he spotted some crumpled dollars and coins on the ground. Instinctively, he picked them up and entered a nearby store named 'Stan's Quick Shop.' He purchased a Dr. Pop soda and a Milky Bar candy, drawing curious attention due to his scandalous outfit. Walking towards an empty alley, he sat down and began munching on his candy, taking sips of the soda. With nightfall, Wyatt got overwhelmed with fear that came with the darkness of the approaching night. After finishing his snacks, the fear subsided somewhat, and he found himself falling asleep under the dim city lights, paranoid about his new reality.
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