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Question: The year is 2021. Write me a long thoroughly detailed story the way I have typed it out about a 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state in the US he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His aunt's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be staying at his friend's house for the first time holding some money his mom gave him and his phone as well as another thing he cherished the name of the thing mentioned. Include his friend's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color. Include his friend's mom's name, age being in her early to late 40s, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color and have her be wearing a black blazer and gray blouse and ankle cut pants with her nails painted red and jewelry all over her body including a wedding ring and makeup and lipstick. Have her spot the phone and the money and the other item swiping them from the boy with no hesitation. Have the boy beg her to give them back and have it be in quoted text spelled wrong cause of a lisp. Have the woman tell him no and that she was confiscating them while he was over and have it be in quoted text speaking with the very stern tone of a mother. Have her tell her son that she's going out to run an errand and have it be in quoted text mentioning the errand she was running. Have the boy's friend tell him that he can try to get his stuff back now that his mom's gone causing the boy to run through the house searching for his stuff. Have the boy remove his own shoes and socks for some reason as he ran upstairs. Have him stumble upon his friend's mom's room spotting his money and phone and his item as he slowly walked towards his items not looking at the ground. Have him trip over something causing him to temporarily lose balance looking down at his feet. Have him realize his feet had somehow accidentally slipped into his friend's mom's wedding sandals with a description of what the wedding sandals looked like. Have him realize his feet weren't coming out as he felt his feet begin to crack and age growing to fit the wedding sandals and his toenails gaining a red polish with detailed descriptions of everything happening. Have the boy frantically pull at the wedding sandals feeling no progress to remove them as his legs slowly started shifting into his friend's mom's with detailed descriptions of his legs becoming female. Have him yell no i don't wanna be my friend's mom she stole my things and i didn't do anything wrong this isn't fair and have it be in quoted text spelled wrong cause of a lisp. Have his lower torso and upper chest and arms and hands follow suit as his whole body except his head changed into his friend's mom's with step by step processed details on everything changing. Have him manage to pull a wedding sandals off stopping the changes at his head making him happy as he realized the flip flops really were the cause of the changes. Have him go to remove the other one as his head jerked changing slowly into his friend's mom's starting with her hair, her eyes, her ears, her lips, her teeth, her nose, and finally her voice. Have him desperately bend down to yank on the other wedding sandals sticking his newly female fingers under the straps slowly feeling them loosen but just as they started loosening, the same outfit draped over his body distracting him just long enough for his memories to change until he was almost exactly like his friend's mom. Have her look around her room puzzled as she looked down at her foot before spotting the items she confiscated earlier. Have her look down at the one wedding sandal barely on her foot before chuckling to herself. Have her say to herself really ___ you decided on your wedding sandals today after not wearing them in __ years oh well i suppose they are mine the same sandals i wore years before i gave birth to ____ i still remember being pregnant and the ___ that came with it i was so ___ back then i'm so much smarter and wiser now and have it be in quoted text speaking with a mature motherly tone. Have her then notice her other wedding sandal in the corner of her room walking over and picking it up. Have her sit down somewhere slipping the wedding sandal on her foot before making sure the other wedding sandal was snug on her other foot with a step by step detailed process of her tightening the wedding sandals on her feet. Have her strut back to her jewelry grabbing all of it. Have her walk to a room with a mirror setting all the jewelry down before grabbing one piece of jewelry and putting it on with a step by step process of her putting it on. Have her do this with each item ending with the wedding ring as she slipped it on her finger and have her do something with her hair. A faint memory of her being scared of her own body confused her causing her to say out loud what ___ was wrong with me moments ago i remember walking into my room contemplating what pair of shoes i wanted before deciding on my wedding sandals and then i freaked out at the same body ive known for the last __ years i need a nice cold glass of ____ to calm my nerves and have it be in quoted text.
In the bustling state of Texas, USA, a little boy named Isaac was born on March 4th, 2015. Being only six years old, Isaac was a fairly small boy, standing at a height of 3 feet, 9 inches, and weighing just 45 pounds. His hair was a mess of chestnut curls, and his wide blue eyes sparkled with boundless curiosity and youthful excitement. Isaac's mother, Lila, happened to be a young woman of 26 having been born on November 2, 1994. She stood at 5 feet, 5 inches tall and weighed around 125 pounds. Her hair, a luscious shade of auburn, cascaded down to her shoulders in loose waves, and her hazel eyes were filled with the tender affection and resilience of a devoted mother. Isaac was often seen in the company of his aunt Alexandra who was 30, with her birthday falling on June 30, 1991. She was slightly taller than Lila at 5 feet, 7 inches with a weight of 135 pounds. She wore her chocolate-colored hair short and wavy, and her piercing green eyes upheld her nature as a vibrant, energetic woman full of life and laughter. Isaac also had an adoring grandma Lydia whose wisdom accompanied her 55 years of age. Born on July 15, 1966, Lydia was a petite woman of 5 feet, 2 inches and weighed around 150 pounds. Her hair was a lovely shade of silver, a testament to her age, and was styled in a bob cut. Lydia had warm, enchanting brown eyes that held decades of love and experience. One warm day, Isaac was brimming with excitement as he was going to stay at his friend's house for the first time ever. His mother had packed his phone and some money, along with a tiny tin toy soldier he cherished dearly. His friend, Jasper, was also six years old, being born on December 5th, 2014. Jasper albeit slightly taller than Isaac, stood at 4 feet and weighed in at 50 pounds. He had jet-black hair which was usually kept short and his eyes were a striking bright green. Jasper's mother, Danielle, was a sophisticated woman in her mid-40s, her birth year being 1976. Her birthday was August 8. She had a height of 5 feet, 9 inches, and weighed around 145 pounds. Her hair was a shiny platinum blonde, hanging in a neat shoulder-length bob. Her eyes were a captivating blue, an enchanting blend of the hue of the ocean and the vast sky. She was lavishly adorned with jewelry from head to toe, her nails were painted a bold red, and she was impeccably dressed in a black blazer with a gray blouse and ankle-cut pants. Danielle was a picture of elegance right down to her pristine wedding ring. "I'm sorry dear, but I must confiscate these," she said, plucking Isaac's cherished belongings in one quick sweep. Her tone was stern, the unyielding tone of a mother. "No pwease! Gimme back!" Isaac protested, his lisp getting in the way, but Danielle remained unflinching. "No Isaac, you will get these back when you're about to leave," she said firmly. Turning to Jasper, she said, "I'm stepping out to pick up the dry cleaning" and with that, she was out the door. "Sneaky mom's gone, you could get your stuff Isaac," Jasper urged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Isaac excitedly removed his shoes and socks, leaped out of his spot, ran around the house in hopes of locating his lost items. He stumbled upon Danielle's room, his heart filled with overwhelming excitement as he found his money, phone, and the tiny tin soldier just lying there. However, as he was making his way forward, he didn't consider glancing at the floor. Isaac stepped on something and nearly lost his balance, looking down abruptly he saw something unexpected. His small feet had somehow slipped themselves into a pair of glistering white wedding sandals decorated with exquisite pearl and lace detailing, an unmistakable symbol of Danielle's wedding attire. Isaac felt a strange sensation at his feet. Glancing down, he saw his feet growing, stretching, filling the sandals perfectly, turning into a woman's dainty size. The smooth curve at the arch and the tiny red-painted toenails, matched Danielle's feet exactly. "No! I don't wanna be Japwer's mom! I din' do anyfing!" he exclaimed in worry. Yet the changes did not halt. His short legs lengthened, slimmed, and changed into a shade similar to Danielle's. His six-year-old body trembled as his legs metamorphosed into Danielle's. His once baggy clothes were replaced by Danielle's ankle-cut pants snugly fitting his new female figure. The changes rippled upwards; the small torso ballooned into a woman's, and his arms turned slender, taking on a feminine form. Even his hands altered into Danielle's with finely manicured nails painted with the same red hue as the one on his toes. With a final yank, he managed to pull off one of the wedding sandals, and the changes paused, stopping before they reached his head. Isaac sighed in relief, realizing that this was triggered by Danielle's wedding sandals and wanted to get rid of the other one before it sparks further transformations. But fate had other plans. Just as he bent to remove the other sandal, the changes resumed, the blonde hair falling over his face, his eyes turning a shade similar to Danielle's, followed by the deepening of his voice, and an alteration that left his face undistinguishable from Danielle's. As his once juvenile fingers fiddled with the glittering wedding sandal, his mind started to waver, filling with Danielle's memories and thoughts, leaving no trace of the young boy's innocence. Seated on Danielle's plush velvet chair, she inspected the discarded wedding sandal. "Really Danielle," she chuckled looking at the sandal, "you decided on your wedding sandals today after not wearing them in 20 years?" She absent-mindedly flipped to the events prior her pregnancy and reflected on her past and how much she had grown as she slipped the sandal back on. "I still remember being pregnant and the excitement that came with it. I was so naive back then, I'm so much smarter and wiser now" she thought out loud. Confused by faint, fading memories of being scared of her own body, she got up, smoothing down her blazer. She poured herself a glass of champagne, her favorite method of relaxing after a long day. The glass held a golden liquid, bubbles climbing up to vanish into the air. Danielle took a sip, settling back into the comfortable life she embraced, with just slight traces of once being a boy named Isaac.
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