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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 12 year old girl with a description of the girl's name, where she's from in the US, birthday, race being white, birth year, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing shoes included with her outfit not being very girly as she was a tomboy and what she sounds like as she walks home alone for the first time with permission from her younger mom. Include her mom's name, age, birthday and birth year, height, and weight. Include her dad's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight and have him not be in his daughter's life and explain why. Include her aunt's name, age being younger than her mom, birthday and birth year being younger than her mom, height and weight. Include her uncle's name, age being younger than her aunt, birthday and birth year being younger than her aunt, height and weight and have him not be present either. Include her grandma's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Have the girl be excited to tell all the cool stories about walking alone she was gonna to her mom and grandma when she went over to her house and her loving stuffed animal and her dog as well as the boy she had a crush on. Include the boy's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, eye color, hair color and hairstyle and how long she had a crush on him and if he knew. As she walked through the door, she noticed the whole house was empty. Have her blink and suddenly be in a different part of the US. Have her feel the weight of a purse on her shoulder. Include a description of the purse and what feminine and mature things an adult woman would have were in it. Have her look down to see a mature but inappropriate womanly outfit and shoes with a description of the outfit and shoes as well as a purse and jewelry and other accessories with a description of the purse and jewelry and accessories and other things she now had. Have her walk to a nearby mirror seeing her reflection staring back noticing how she looked nothing like her mom at all not having the same nose or eyes or ears or anything. Reveal she's in the body of a MILF. Reveal the older MILF's name, age, birthday, birth year being slightly younger than her grandma, height, weight, race, marital status, if she has kids or no, hair color and style, eye color and what state she's from and where she was. Have the swap be permanent. Have her walk up to a woman trying to ask for help. Have her unwillingly say something mature a MILF would say about the woman and about men in a flirty way and have it be in quoted text. Have her use words like "honey" "dear" "love" "darling" "sweetie" "cutie" and "hunk" throughout her quotes in the story. Have her walk up to a man trying to ask for help but unwillingly compliment him and have it be in quoted text looking him up and down and calling him flirty names.
Once upon a time, in the little town of Mercer, Pennsylvania, lived a lively 12-year-old tomboy named Jessica Baker. Born on November 5, 2012, Jessica was an average sized girl for her age, standing about 4'9" tall and weighing around 92 pounds. With her freckle-dusted face, her wavy chestnut hair that she always wore in a ponytail, and her sharp blue eyes, she stood out amongst all the other kids in Mercer. Jessica was usually seen donning a denim jacket over a black t-shirt, paired with dark-brown boots that echoed with each step she took. Her voice, a pleasant chirping lilt blooming like a field of sunflowers; always full of life and energy. Her mother, Sarah Baker, was a sprightly young woman of 29, born on August 15, 1995, standing 5'6" tall and weighing 130 pounds. Sarah, with her steadfast heart and compassionate spirit, encouraged Jessica’s independence. Sarah's sister, Jessica's aunt, Emily, stood tall at 5'5", weighing 125 pounds. Emily, 27, was born on January 20, 1997. She had always been a pillar of support for Jessica and Sarah. Their father, John Baker, was absent from their lives due to a long battle with addiction that distanced him from his family. Born on September 10, 1990, he stood 6'1" and weighed 185 pounds. His absence created a void in Jessica’s life. Richard, the younger uncle who was always seen as the fun uncle, born on October 10, 1997, had been away serving in the military, barely making it to any of the family gatherings. He was 6' tall and weighed around 160 pounds. Their beloved grandma, Martha, 65 and born on July 3, 1959, was a comfortable 5'3", weighing in at around 150 pounds. Despite her age, Martha still maintained a cheery disposition that brought warmth to family gatherings. It was an exciting time for Jessica as she was allowed to walk back home alone for the first time from her school. She was ready to earn her badge of independence, and all the while, she kept thinking about sharing it with her mom and grandma. All the adventures she had, her racing heart of sweet fear when a dog barked at her, the small corners of Mercer she was discovering on her own, and the way her heart fluttered when she saw Lucas, the boy she liked who was not surprisingly a classmate of hers. Lucas was also 12, born just three days after Jessica, and was just shy of being the tallest in their class at 5'1", weighing roughly around 95 pounds. His hair was sandy-brown that always seemed to be styled in an effortless tousle with his riveting green eyes only adding to his charm. Lucas didn't know Jessica had a crush on him, but he loved her company nonetheless. As she opened the front door of her house, Jessica noticed the house was empty. In the blink of an eye, she found herself somewhere else. Now, Jessica was standing in the middle of Seattle, Washington. She felt the weight of a purse on her shoulder. It was one of those high-end models, with the tag reading, "Prada." Inside it was a wallet, driving license, makeup products, and other items that were too mature for her. Jessica looked down at her outfit. A red body-con dress that hugged her curves accompanied by a pair of black Stilettos. She had a gold statement necklace resting against her chest while her wrist sported a diamond-studded bracelet. She turned around to see her reflection in a shop window, flabbergasted by what she saw. The woman in the reflection was her but was not her. This new Jessica was not at all like Sarah, with her petite nose and thin lips. Instead, that foreign face belonged to a woman named Catherine Martin. A 59-year-old white woman, Catherine was born on August 18, 1965, stood 5'9", had a weight of 140 pounds, and came from the high-class sector of Seattle, Washington. Catherine was unhappily married with two adult sons. Catherine’s fiery red hair had been styled in a perfect bob, and her green eyes sparkled with a certain depth that Jessica had not seen before. Jessica apprehensively approached a woman, intending to ask for help. But to her surprise, instead of what she meant to say her mouth spoke, "Hello, honey," she gave the woman a quick once over, said, "That dress would have looked fantastic on my friend Lisa. She has just the figure for it," in a way that was almost flirty, though she hadn't intended it to be so. Feeling bothered and entirely out of place, she tried to approach a nearby man this time. Still, Jessica found herself checking him out shamelessly, saying, "Well hello there, dear. You’re looking quite handsome today." And so, Jessica was forced to navigate through her new world, faced with the challenging and unexpected twist fate had thrust upon her, trying to exist as a 59-year-old woman trapped in a 12-year-old’s mind.
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