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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, birth year, race, height, 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. 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.
There was once a six-year-old boy named Elliot Jones, born in 2018, on the frost-cooled day of November 30th in a small town in Oregon, USA. He was a striking little lad, standing at about 3’9” tall and weighed a healthy 45 pounds. His ivory skin glowed against his chocolate puddles of hair, that oddly yet adorably hung loose on his forehead covering his teal eyes. Elliot, fond of dressing neat and crisp, was wearing his favored olive-green V-neck t-shirt teamed up with comfy denim shorts, and a pair of new white sneakers his young mom, Avery Jones, had bought him from the local store. Avery, 27, was a youthful beauty who celebrated her birthday on April 16th, born in 1997. Standing at 5’7” and weighing approximately 135 pounds, she was a fun-loving single mom. Elliot’s father, Benjamin Williams was a tall, broad man, standing at 6’2” and weighing about 190 pounds. Born on December 12th, 1994, making him now 29 years old, Benjamin had left when Elliot was barely a year old for reasons unknown to both Avery and Elliot. Elliot’s Aunt Lisa, Avery’s older sister, contributed immensely to the young boy’s upbringing, being a significant presence in his life. Lisa, 32, born on September 5th, 1992, was a strong, joyful woman standing 5’8” tall and weighing around 145 pounds. Grandma Gracie was an endless source of warmth and love for Elliot. Born on May 20th, 1955, and now 69, she carried her age well, standing at 5’6” with a healthy weight of approximately 160 pounds. As Elliot gently sauntered back home, stepping on the rhythm of his day's stories echoing in his mind, his light brown shoes patted against the concrete producing a hollow sound. His adventures were impatient to be unloaded to his mom, his Aunt Lisa, and his dear Grandma who he was going to visit later that day. His stuffed animal, Mr. Cuddles and his best friend, a lively Golden Retriever named Sunny were awaiting his return. After a day of exploring worlds beyond his front door, Elliot was finally back in his safe corner and slowly sound asleep, snuggling Mr. Cuddles and being guarded by Sunny. The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in an uncanny place, by the side of a dusty road, in a body foreign to him. This body was older, taller and... female? His new body felt strange. Alien, dark-brown hair cascaded down his shoulders and delicate, pink-painted fingernails cast stark against his slightly tanned skin. Swirling around arms, legs, and chest were identical Pa’u Tattoo motifs, telling tales of Hawaiian culture and feminine essence. His eyes found a birthmark shaped like a butterfly on his side. He was wearing a bright red bikini top and bottom with matching flip-flops, making an unusual clashing sound against the dirt road. An ID card in his pocket bore the name Mariana Rodriguez, a 29-year-old Floridian born on June 18th, 1995, standing 5’5” tall and weighing about 130 pounds. Mariana had endured a tough childhood and turned her back on her drug-abusing parents at 15. She led a roguish life ever since, living on handouts and her art. The world was unkind but had given her freedom, the most prized possession of all. And one stormy night, she had chosen to sleep by the road, driven by destiny, it seemed now. Mariana - Elliot felt a wave of despair. He missed Avery, Lisa, Gracie, even Sunny and Mr. Cuddles. "Wh-what..mommy?" He whimpered before bursting into sobs, each echoing in his new feminine voice, deepening his sorrow. But crying wasn’t going to make things any better. So, with fresh determination, he clip-clopped to a footpath where a mirror stood, tall and undaunted. Elliot let his gaze travel from the unfamiliar body reflected back to his eyes—the same teal eyes he had fetched compliments for, but they now seemed alien. He decided to continue down this new road with a heavy heart. A sigh escaped as he picked up some money he stumbled upon, enough for a small meal. Turning his stare away from distant onlookers, he bought a candy bar and a soda from the closest convenience store. The Sun slowly surrendered to the Moon. As darkness swallowed the last traces of light, Elliot sat on the dry grass, sipping the soda and biting into the candy bar. His mind was crowded with jumbled up thoughts as he feared the uncertainty tomorrow held as he dreadfully slipped into a troubled sleep under the empty sky, embraced by his new life.
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