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Question: Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I write about a random little boy with a description of the boy's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, race being white, hair color and style and eye color and what he's doing. Include his very young mom's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color. Include his very young dad's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color. Have the boy be at home doing something all by himself and have something suddenly feel off with him and describe what he's feeling. Have him suddenly feel his spirit leave his body speeding off in a random direction. Have his spirit fly into someone else's body possessing it. Include a weird reason for why his spirit left his body and include it in the story detailed. Have him possess the person midwalking and have him suddenly feel his new body awkwardly. Have him look down realizing he was in the body of a girl. Include the girl's name, age being an older teen, birthday being very early in the year, birth year, height, weight, race being white, hair color and style and eye color, what state she was from, what she was wearing being girly and feminine with a detailed description on the outfit being skimpy and not a dress and made for the summer heat and include her shoes being feminine and flat with a detailed description of the shoes and anything else she was wearing and pieces to her outfit and purse included and have the girl be with some other girls and include their names and ages all being the same age as the girl whose body he was now in but the girl whose body he's in still being the oldest and one of them being younger than everyone else and include their birthdays and who they were to her with one of them being a younger family member. Have the swap be permanent as the boy looked down at the purse he now had on his new shoulder and have him notice the jewelry he now had getting nervous and sad. Include the place the girl was walking to or from and if the girl was doing something or celebrating a mature accomplishment teenage girls celebrate and what it was or why and have it be about the girl celebrating a milestone the boy was in the body of and what it was. Have the friends address the boy by his new name consistently and the girl's family member consistently refer to her like she was family and have it be in quoted text bothering him. Have her friends refer to her by her nickname they have for her and have it be in quoted text. Have him unwillingly say something bratty about her friends and have it be in quoted text unwillingly doing something mean to the girl's female family member being detailed with what she did to the family member and doing something else mean to the family member with a detailed description on that too. Have the female family member ask to borrow something of hers and have it be in quoted text including what it is. Have the boy unwillingly say no and have it be in quoted text coming out in a very aggressive bratty teenage girl way and change the quote to show the altered quote of what the boy ended up saying versus what he wanted to say. Have the girl's friends not be surprised at her bratty behavior. Have him unwillingly do something a bratty girl would do to her outfit and have it be detailed and have him unwillingly do something with her purse to show off and her shoes to show off and have it all be detailed. Have her unwillingly pull multiple things out of her purse using them on herself in bratty ways with detailed descriptions. Please have the boy in the girl's body walk very far away from the girl's friends before seeing his reflection in the mirror seeing the girl instead of himself. Have him look down at his new body slipping out of his shoes seeing his new female feet. Have him say "I'm going to miss mommy and grandma and everybody so much" and have it be in quoted text but change the quoted text to sound like a bratty teenage girl complaining about something about her boyfriend and show the altered quoted text of what he ended up saying versus what he wanted to say and list 5 things in the quoted text he complained about. Have the boy pull the girl's ID out of her purse somehow finding noticing the birthday of the girl he now was. Have his heart drop as he first realizes he was born an earlier year than before and have his heart drop even more as he saw his birth year was too early and his mom would now be too young to be able to give birth to him now and include the birthday being mentioned. Have his heartbeat start going faster as he said "I don't wanna be older than myself and my friends i want my mommy and daddy" and have it be in quoted text but change the quoted text to sound like a bratty teenage girl complaining about something feminine and show the altered quoted text of what he ended up saying versus what he wanted to say and list 5 things he unwillingly ends up complaining about in the quoted text.
Oliver Jameson was just an ordinary 8-year-old boy. Born on June 12th, 2015, the young lad was a mere 4'2" tall and weighed a modest 55 pounds. With his white skin, short brown hair cut neatly above the ears, and shining blue eyes, Oliver was the picture of a typical young schoolboy. His mother, Emily Jameson, was only 24 years old. Born on May 5th, 1999, she stood at 5'5" and weighed about 130 pounds. Emily had long blonde hair cascading down her back and striking green eyes. Oliver’s father, Jason Jameson, was 26 years old, born on March 20th, 1997. Standing at 6'0" and weighing around 180 pounds, Jason had short black hair and deep brown eyes. On this particular day, Oliver was at home, engrossed in building an elaborate LEGO castle. He was sitting on the living room floor, pieces scattered everywhere, fully immersed in his own creative world. As the minutes ticked by, something suddenly felt off. A strange sensation, like a cold shiver, ran down his spine. His heart began to race, and he felt lightheaded. The room around him seemed to blur, and Oliver could no longer feel the ground beneath him. He was floating, or perhaps falling, he couldn't tell which. Before he could comprehend what was happening, Oliver's spirit, as if pulled by an invisible force, shot out of his body and sped off in a random direction. Distances felt meaningless as his spirit flew at an incredible speed until it slammed into another body mid-walk. Stumbling awkwardly, Oliver found himself suddenly in control of someone else's body. He felt foreign within this new frame. Looking down, he realized he was now in the body of a teenage girl. She had long, wavy auburn hair, pale white skin, and hazel eyes. Her name, as he would soon find out, was Sabrina Matthews. Born on January 10th, 2005, she was 18 years old, stood at 5’7” and weighed about 125 pounds. Sabrina was originally from Florida. Dressed in a skimpy summer outfit made for the heat, Sabrina wore a pink crop top that showed off her midriff and high-waisted denim shorts. On her feet were cute pink ballet flats. Around her neck, she wore a delicate gold necklace, and on her wrists, several thin bracelets jingled as she moved. She held a small designer purse over her shoulder. Walking alongside her were three other girls. Her closest friend, Jessica, born on February 20th, 2005, her other friends, Abby, born on March 15th, 2005, and Kate, born on December 1st, 2006, who was her younger cousin. The group seemed to be celebrating Sabrina's final acceptance letter into her dream college, an important milestone for any teenage girl. Suddenly feeling the weight of the purse on his new shoulder and noticing the jewelry adorning his wrists, Oliver grew nervous and sad. "Hey, Bree," Jessica said, using Sabrina's nickname. "Are we going to the party later?" "Yeah, we better," Oliver responded unwillingly in Sabrina's bratty tone, his words filled with attitude he didn't intend. Trying to fight back, he ended up saying, "Of course! We can't miss it, can we?" As they continued walking, Abby remarked, "Bree, your outfit is so cute today!" "Shut up, Abby. It's just something I threw on," Oliver said in the same tone. Horrified, he realized he was involuntarily acting out Sabrina's typical bratty behavior. Kate approached, asking, "Hey, Sabrina, can I borrow your lip gloss?" "No! Get your own stuff," Oliver responded harshly, though he wanted to help her. "Don’t you have anything yourself?" It came out meaner than he had intended. The girls shrugged off Sabrina's attitude, seemingly used to it. Without realizing it, Oliver adjusted Sabrina's top to show even more skin and fidgeted with her purse to make it more noticeable. Feeling strange urges, he pulled out a compact to check his makeup, applied some lip gloss, and even sprayed a bit of perfume from the purse. Needing a moment of clarity away from the group, Oliver found a quiet alley where he saw his reflection in a window. Instead of his boyish face, he saw Sabrina’s. Looking down at his new body, he slipped out of the ballet flats, staring at the small, feminine feet now his own. "I'm going to miss mommy and grandma and everybody so much," he tried to express. But instead, he heard himself whine, "Ugh, I can't believe my boyfriend didn’t call me last night! And he knows how much I hate being ignored. Also, my hair didn't turn out right today. And these shoes are killing me! Why do bad things always happen to me?" Overwhelmed, Oliver dug into Sabrina's purse, pulling out her ID to see her birthdate: January 10th, 2005. His heart dropped first because he realized he was now three years older than his original self. It sank further when he comprehended that his mother, born in 1999, couldn’t have given birth to him in this new timeline. Terrified, he began to panic. "I don't wanna be older than myself and my friends I want my mommy and daddy," he tried to implore. Instead, he found himself complaining, "Why do my nails always chip? And this ID photo is so ugly. My makeup doesn’t even match today, I hate this humidity, and why do I always have to carry so much stuff?" The reality of his predicament began to settle in, along with the realization of a permanent swap. There was no way to rewind time; he was now Sabrina Matthews, living a life far different from the one Oliver had known.
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