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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's my stuffed animal" alarmed at how he 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 and petite with a manicure 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 not being able to figure out the strange straps on the sandals 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 sister's room as he quietly closed the door and locked it 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 manicured nails and thong sandals and short shorts and crop top he was wearing before hiding under his sister's bed. Please have Ben say the quote "Why am I Maddie? I miss my old voice! Sissy's clothes are so girly. These shoes are girly" I have boobies just like mommy now!" in his sister's voice as he started crying squeezing his eyes shut and attempting to hug his stuffed animal squeezing his sister's boobs by mistake causing him to get uncomfortable hoping he would go back to his own body not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of Madison and would never go back to being a boy again.
Story: Once upon a time in the quiet suburbs was a house full of joy and laughter, the residence of the Thompson family. The particular day in question was anything but so, for the parents were out for the day, leaving six-year-old, blonde-haired, blue-eyed Ben at home with his sixteen-year-old sister, Madison. Ben was garbed in a t-shirt, jeans, and his favorite light-up shoes, content in the world of his imagination while playing with his favorite stuffed dog. And then everything changed. Madison came sauntering into their shared living room, her brown hair swaying around her shoulders matching her brown eyes that sparkled with mischief. Attired in a black crop top, short shorts, and fashionable thong sandals, she yanked Ben's beloved companion straight out of his hands with her perfectly french-manicured nails. "But Maddie? He keeps the monsters away!" Ben pleaded, his innocent voice quivered and heartbreak evident in his teary blue eyes. "You're a boy. You're not supposed to have stuffed animals. This is going in my room. I'm the older sibling anyway," Madison retorted rudely, storming off to lock herself in her room to watch TV. Defeated, Ben let her. But as hours passed, his yearning for his stuffed dog became unbearable. Gathering his courage, he sneaked into her room, scrunching his nose at the girly things scattered everywhere. He spotted his beloved companion and grabbed it just as Madison returned, causing him to freeze in his tracks. "Ben! Get out of my room now! And hand that stuffed animal over on your way out," she demanded, her tone biting. "But sissy please!___ He's my stuffed animal" Ben insisted, alarmed when he heard his voice change mid-sentence, undergoing a transformation to sound startlingly like his sister's. Then, he noticed he seemed taller than he should be. He looked down to find a shock of long brown hair obstructing his vision. His hands, once small and boyish, were now slender and feminine, boasting the same manicure Madison had. Confused, he looked further down and gasped at the realization - He was in Madison's clothes. Racing to the mirror and pointing to his reflecting, the familiar face of his sister blinked back at him. Fear began to sink in as his hands instinctively went to his chest where two mounds had developed, mirroring his mother's. And, to his horror, he saw the thong sandals on his feet. Panicked, he tried to remove them, baffled by the strange straps. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from downstairs, drawing his attention away. He crept to the upstairs hallway to see masked men breaking into their home. Fueled by fear, Ben ran back into Madison's room, sliding the lock home and weighed the door down with Madison's heavy makeup desk. As he reached for his stuffed animal, he caught sight of his sister’s nails, the short shorts, the crop top, and the thong sandals. He promptly hid under the bed, trying to process the strange turns of events. "Why am I Maddie? I miss my own voice! Sissy's clothes are so girly. These shoes are girly. I have boobies just like mommy now!" He bemoaned, his voice defaulted back into Madison’s. His tears let loose, squeezing his eyes shut. He tried to hug for comfort his stuffed dog close but accidentally squeezed the strange mounds on his chest, causing him to squeamishly withdraw. His wishing to revert to his old body never ceased, not knowing the temporary blessing of transformation had now become a permanent curse, permanently body-snatched into Madison. And life would never be the same for little Ben again.
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