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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 older uncle's name, age being younger than his aunt, birthday and birth year being younger than his aunt, height and weight and have him not be present either. 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 get home and fall asleep. Have him jerk awake at some point in the night when he realizes he's not even sleeping in a bed anymore. Have him look down realizing he's wearing a skimpy teenage girl outfit and skimpy shoes with a purse on his shoulder with a description of the purse and with a description of the outfit with part of the outfit belonging to the girl's mom and the shoes being skimpy. Have a group of girls walk to the boy with one of them saying hey bitch and have it be in quoted text as she asks if she did something teenagers shouldn't do behind her parent's back. Include a detailed description of what the girls were planning on doing they weren't supposed to that was not legal for teenagers involving the club and have the girl the boy is in the body of be the one who planned it. Reveal the girl's name, age being 19, race, birthday, birth year, height, weight and where she's from. Have her be the oldest out of her friends and reveal the names of all the other girls and their ages, races, birthdays, birth years, heights, weights and where they're from. Have the boy look down at his outfit before looking in a mirror seeing his more mature body before squeezing his eyes shut holding back tears. Have him try to scream for his mom but unwillingly cussing a whole bunch like a teenager and have it be in quoted text before covering his mouth in fear at what he said. The swap is permanent. Have the boy walk to a random nearby reflective area to see his female face covered in makeup the girl was wearing to make herself look older. Have him try to cry for his mom but unwillingly adjust the purse on his shoulder and stick his shoes out before pouting. Have the boy look at his new skimpy outfit and shoes with fear in his eyes as tears formed as he got grossed out at how girly he was dressed and was acting. Have him walk into a nearby store out of fear before looking down at his skimpy shoes realizing he was walking in them perfectly. Have him want to ask someone for help getting back to his mom but unwillingly quickly grab numerous snacks and drinks before walking out the door without paying. Have him unwillingly turn around and call the cashier an ugly skank and thanks for all the free stuff you stupid bitch and have it be in quoted text before sticking his tongue out on the way out the door. Have him start passing snacks and drinks to the other girls before saying how easy it was to steal and how she can't wait to get in the club and drink tonight and how if any of the girls wanna chicken out that makes them pussy ass bitches and have it be in quoted text.
Our story unravels in the year 2024, about a boy named Thomas who hailed from a small-town in Ohio, USA. Thomas was born on the 3rd of April, 2018. He was a white boy, sporting a modest height of 4 feet and weighed 50 pounds for a 6-year-old. He had soft sandy blond hair, styled in a neat mop-top, beautifully complimenting his sparkling blue eyes. For his first independent walk home, he sported a red t-shirt adorned with his favorite superhero logo, navy blue shorts, and a pair of velcro white sneakers that squeaked softly with every step he took. Thomas's mother, Laura, was born on November 7, 2000, making her 24 years old. She stood at 5 feet 7 inches and maintained a healthy weight of 150 pounds. Laura raised Thomas alone, his father Grant, born September 12, 1999, 25 years old, 6 feet tall, and 200 pounds, was absent from his life due to his incessant wrestle with addiction, keeping him away from the family. While his dad was gone, two other important family members would often visit, his aunt Stephanie and Uncle Bruce. Stephanie born on March 22, 1980 was 44 years old, 5'5 foot tall, and weighed 170 pounds. Uncle Bruce was a year younger than Stephanie, born on the 1st of January 1981, stood at 5'9, and weighed 180 pounds. Stephanie was ever-present, whereas Bruce was frequently on business trips and rarely home. His grandma, Meredith, born on December 15, 1958, was a petite 5'2 lady weighing 140 pounds, and she doted on Thomas, his companion, and confidant whenever his mom was busy. Thomas, eager to impress his mother and grandmother, carried his prized stuffed animal and his dog Butch, while excitedly running through the possible stories he could share about his first solo walk home. The story then takes an unexpected turn. As Thomas finally arrived at his house, he was so exhausted; he fell into a deep sleep on the living room couch. In the middle of the night, Thomas jerked awake but found himself in unfamiliar surroundings. He was horrified to realize he was clad in a skimpy, fashionable outfit better suited for a teenage girl. He was wearing a tight pink cropped top, mini skirt with sequins, that clearly belonged to an older woman, and an uncomfortably high pair of stiletto shoes with feather trims; all completed with a brightly-studded clutch purse. A group of girls his age approached him, "Hey bitch," one of them curtly snapped, "Did you do it again? Go behind your parents' back?" She was hinting at a teenage rebellion they had planned, involving a visit to a club for some underaged dancing and drinking. The leader of the group was 19-year-old Julia, a white girl from uptown New York, born on the 15th of August, 2005. She was 5'6, weighed 130 pounds, and was seemingly the alpha among her friends - Sarah, 18, black, born on June 17, 2006, from Los Angeles, 5'4 and weighed 120 pounds; Mia, 18, Asian, born on the 9th of March, 2006, from San Francisco, 5'0, and weighed 105 pounds; and Bella, 17, Hispanic, born on December 1, 2007, from Dallas, 5'5, and weighed 124 pounds. Thomas looked at himself aghast, uncomfortable in his new body. An attempt to scream for his mother quickly turned into an expletive-filled rant his vocal cords could previously not produce, "What the fuck is going on?" He reached up to cover his mouth in fear, surprised at his own filthy language. Momentarily, he walked towards a nearby car, glancing at his reflection. He slowly realized he had a full face of makeup designed to have her seem older, a mascara-touched face stared back at him. He tried to cry out for his mother but all he involuntarily did was to adjust the purse strap on his shoulder before sticking out one stilettoed foot in a debonair manner. His heart pounded in dread as he walked into a nearby store. He was repulsed by his outfit, his stilettos, how perfectly he could walk in them, and how their pointy ends clicked against the pavement. He wanted to shout out for assistance but all he managed was to quickly grab a bunch of snacks and stride confidently out of the door without paying a cent. Unwillingly, he spun around, "Thanks for all the free stuff you stupid bitch!" he retorted to the stunned cashier. He was convinced to distribute the stolen goodies while bolding cussing about her devious plans for the club, "And if any of you bitches back out, then you're just a bunch of pussy-ass bitches." His heart broke at every word he uttered, tears filling his eyes, overflowing with both fear and distress of his new predicament.
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