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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 6 year old Ben at home alone with his 16 year old sister Madison. Please have Ben be blonde haired and blue eyed with a t-shirt, jeans and light up shoes. Please have Madison be brown haired and brown eyed with a black crop top, short shorts and thong sandals with her nails done in a French pedicure. Please have Ben be playing with his favorite stuffed animal, a dog as his sister walked up and yanked the stuffed animal out of his hand. Please have Ben say the quote "But Maddie? He keeps the monsters away!" in his innocent voice with tears in his eyes. Please have Madison say the quote "You're a boy. You're not supposed to have stuffed animals. This is going in my room. I'm the older sibling anyway" in a rude tone. Please have Ben give up as his sister heads to the living room to watch TV. Please have Ben sneak in her room scrunching his nose at all the girly stuff. Please have Ben spot his stuffed animal grabbing it just in time for Madison to walk in her room. Please have Madison say the quote "Ben! Get out of my room now! And hand that stuffed animal over on your way out" Please have Ben say the quote "But sissy please!___ He keeps the monsters away" alarmed at how sounded exactly like his sister halfway through the sentence. Please have Ben notice he's taller as long brown hair appears in his vision as he looks down at the stuffed animal he's holding noticing his hands are feminine like his sister's. Please have Ben look down seeing the crop top, short shorts and thong sandals with the French pedicure. Please have Ben look at the mirror pointing at the reflection of his sister staring back at him playing with his hair. Please have Ben notice the mounds on his chest trying to remove them being unable to as he looked at the thong sandals. Please have Ben go to remove them as he heard a crash downstairs and have him go to the upstairs hallway to see masked men downstairs rummaging through everything. Please have Ben run back to his room stubbing his sister's toe causing him to wince in pain as he quietly closed the door and locked moving his sister's makeup desk in front of the door. Please have Ben bend down to grab his stuffed animal catching a glimpse of the thong sandals and short shorts and crop top he was wearing before hiding under his sister's bed. Please have Ben say the quote "Sissy? I'm so scared! Where's mommy? Monsters downstairs! I'm not supposed to be Maddie" in his sister's as he started crying squeezing his eyes shut and attempting to hug his stuffed animal bumping his sister's mounds in the process by mistake as he hoped it was just a dream not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of his older sister and would never go back to being a boy again.
Once upon a time in a neighborhood filled with comforting familiarity, six-year-old Ben was left at home with his older sister, Madison. The young boy, his hair as golden as the morning sun, eyes as deep and blue as the ocean, was playing with his beloved stuffed animal, a dog. He was clad in a casual t-shirt, jeans, and the coolest light-up shoes one could find. His sixteen-year-old sister, Madison, strolled into the room. Her brown hair was like a dark waterfall cascading down her back, and her eyes were similarly dark, filled with a kind of adolescent wisdom. She was dressed in a black crop top, short shorts, thong sandals, and her nails were impeccably done with a classic French pedicure. As Madison approached, she nonchalantly yanked the stuffed animal from Ben's hands. "You're a boy. You're not supposed to have stuffed animals. This is going in my room. I'm the older sibling anyway," she declared rudely. Ben, tears shimmering in his beautiful blue eyes, pleaded in his innocent voice, "But Maddie? He keeps the monsters away!" Saddened but resigned, Ben retreated as Madison ventured off to the living room, engrossing herself in a TV show. Soon, however, Ben found he couldn't stand being without his furry guardian. He ventured into Madison's room, his nose scrunching at the perfume and makeup that clung in the air. He searched for his cherished stuffed dog and, finally, he spotted it. Just as he grabbed it, Madison walked in, "Ben! Get out of my room now! And hand that stuffed animal over on your way out," she demanded. In an alarmingly familiar tone, he echoed his sister's assertiveness, "But sissy please!____ He keeps the monsters away." As the words left his mouth, an uncanny sensation washed over him. His view raised, hair seemingly darker flowed into his field of vision, his hands appeared more delicate, his feet in thong sandals with the same French manicure he had criticized minutes ago. He looked down bemusedly, realizing he was in Madison's clothes. Looking up in the mirror, he saw Madison's reflection staring back at him, he even played with his hair in a rather mimicry of his sister's habit. In shock, he noticed the unfamiliar curves on his chest, trying to make sense of what was happening. He was about to remove the sandals when a sudden crash downstairs caused him to freeze. With a heartbeat echoing in his ears, he carefully tiptoed to the upstairs hallway and saw masked men tearing their house apart. Without hesitating, he fled back to the room, wincing as he stubbed a manicured toe. He pushed his sister's heavy makeup table against the door, struggling a bit due to the unfamiliar body. He bent down to snatch his guardian stuffed animal, catching a glimpse of his feminine outfit before hiding under Madison's bed. "Sissy? I'm so scared! Where's mommy? Monsters downstairs! I'm not supposed to be Maddie," he whimpered in Madison's voice, huddling with his stuffed animal. Accidentally brushing his chest, a sob broke, and he squeezed his eyes shut, praying that when he woke, everything would be back to normal. If only he knew that he would never be the little Ben he knew himself to be and had permanently become his older sister, Madison.
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