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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 8 year old Kevin at his 7 year old friend Kesha's house. Please have Kevin be blonde haired and blue eyed with a t-shirt, jeans and light up shoes. Please have Kevin have a crush on Kesha and have him find out Kesha has a crush on him. Please have Kesha be out with her aunt for a few days. Please have Kesha's 46 year old mom Tyresha be the only one home besides Kevin. Please have Tyresha be black haired with long curly hair, brown eyed with hoop earrings, a wedding ring, a big black sweater as she was a larger woman, shorts and black flip flops with her nails painted orange and her purse on her shoulder. Please have Kevin be sitting and chilling upstairs in Kesha's room when Tyresha called Kevin downstairs. Please have Kevin run down to find out what Tyresha wants. Please have Tyresha say the quote "I was wondering if you could help me clean up the house a bit since my daughter and my husband are gone? Could you also help me out shopping today?" Please have Kevin say the quote "Of course I can. Always happy to help" Please have Tyresha remove her wedding ring, her hoop earrings, her flip flops and her purse before running over to Kevin and grabbing him. Please have Kevin say the quote "What the? What____ are you doing?" Kevin found himself finishing the sentence in a voice similar to Tyresha's. Please have Tyresha say the quote "I switched bodies with you and voices cause I asked you to help me clean and you refused so now since this is your house you better start cleaning" Kevin begged Tyresha to swap back but she refused. Please have Tyresha say the quote "Not swapping back right now. Get ready to go shopping. Put on your hoop earrings, your wedding ring, your purse and slip into your flip flops right now!" Please have Kevin put in the hoop earrings, the wedding ring, the purse and the flip flops with tears in his female eyes. Please have Tyresha say the quote "I wanna play a quick game. You act like me and do as I say. I wanna see you clip clop over to my mirror and admire your reflection and I wanna hear you compliment yourself as a black woman" Please have Kevin try to do nothing but have him unwillingly get up clip clopping to Tyresha's mirror before complimenting her nails and her butt and her being a black woman in Tyresha's tone and voice and have it be in quoted text. Please have Tyresha say the quote "Now I want you to tell me to stop looking at you or I'll give you something to look at boy" Please have Kevin try to do nothing but find himself putting his hand on his hip before snapping his finger with the other one and telling his old body to stop looking at him or he'll give him something to look at boy in Tyresha's tone and have it be in quoted text. Please have Tyresha say the quote "Now I want you to compliment your husband" Please have Kevin try to do nothing but say how much he loves his husband and how sexy he is and how he loved marrying him in Tyresha's tone and have it be in quoted text. Please have Tyresha say the quote "Now I want you to yell for Kesha like you're mad at her and tell me she is your daughter and you'll parent her how you want" Please have Kevin try to do nothing but find himself angrily yelling for Kesha to get her ass out to the living room right now before looking at his old body and telling him she will parent her daughter how she pleases in Tyresha's tone and have it be in quoted text. Please have Tyresha say the quote "Now finally I wanna see you stand up putting your purse over your shoulder and clip clop over to me and tell me to leave cause your daughter isn't allowed to date white boys and then saying your husband will deal with me and use the n-word at me" Please have Kevin try so hard to do nothing but find himself standing up putting his purse on his shoulder and clip clopping over to his old body and telling his old body to leave his house and never come back and never talk to Kesha again cause he's white and she'll have her husband deal with him if he comes back using the n-word against his will in Tyresha's tone and have it be in quoted text. Please have Tyresha from Kevin's body yell to him she's never swapping back as she's leaving causing Kevin to break down and start crying in his new body.
Once upon a time in a quiet little neighborhood, 8-year-old Kevin, a blonde, blue-eyed boy wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and light-up shoes, found himself at his 7-year-old friend Kesha's house. Kevin harbored a small crush on Kesha, unbeknownst to her. He idly wondered if she felt the same about him. However, Kesha was out for a few days, visiting her aunt, leaving Kevin alone with Kesha's mom, the 46-year-old Tyresha. Tyresha was a woman with striking features – long, curly black hair, piercing brown eyes, large hoop earrings, and a wedding ring that spoke of a long-term commitment. Dressed in a big black sweater and shorts, her black flip flops showed off her orange painted nails. Her purse, ever-present, hung from her shoulder, despite her being at home. Kevin was chilling upstairs in Kesha's room, considering the intricacies of his young crush when a feminine voice echoed up the stairwell. "Kevin, could you come downstairs, please?" called out Tyresha. Kevin immediately sprang from his idle thoughts and darted downstairs to answer Tyresha's call. "Kevin, I was wondering if you could help me clean up the house a bit since my daughter and my husband are gone? Could you also help me out shopping today?" Tyresha asked, an earnest plea in her eyes. Without a second thought, Kevin agreed. "Of course I can. Always happy to help," he cheerfully replied. Suddenly, Tyresha took off her hoop earrings, wedding ring, and flip flops, placing her purse on a side table. In a move too quick for Kevin to comprehend, she reached out to him. "What the... What are you doing?" Kevin sputtered, strangely hearing the echo of his words in Tyresha's voice, his eyes taut with surprise. "I switched bodies with you and voices cause I asked you to help me clean and you refused so now since this is your house you better start cleaning," announced Tyresha, somehow inhabiting Kevin's body. Kevin pleaded with Tyresha to switch back. However, she stubbornly refused. "Not swapping back right now. Get ready to go shopping. Put on your hoop earrings, your wedding ring, your purse, and slip into your flip-flops right now!" she commanded. With a heavy heart, Kevin complied. He put on the hoop earrings, the wedding ring, slipped on the flip flops, and slung the purse onto his shoulder. He could taste the salty sting of tears that welled up in his borrowed eyes. "I wanna play a quick game. You act like me and do as I say. I wanna see you clip-clop over to my mirror and admire your reflection and I wanna hear you compliment yourself as a black woman," Tyresha demanded, her words dripping with malice. "No, I..." Kevin began to protest, but his body moved against his will, standing and walking towards the mirror. He stared at Tyresha's reflection, forced to admire the nails and the womanly curves. "My nails are stunning and my butt... it's just perfect. I love being a powerful black woman," Kevin exclaimed involuntarily, his words echoing in Tyresha's honeyed tones. "Now I want you to tell me to stop looking at you or I'll give you something to look at, boy," Tyresha continued, her words slipping out from Kevin's lips. Kevin resisted, but against his will, he found his new form taking on an assertive pose. "Stop looking at me, or I'll give you something to look at, boy!" he declared, a new fierceness in his voice. "Now I want you to compliment your husband," Tyresha commanded. Despite every instinct inside him protesting, Kevin found himself waxing lyrical about the husband he didn't have. "I just love my husband. He's so handsome and charming. I loved marrying him," he confessed, the words feeling utterly alien coming out of his mouth. "Now I want you to yell for Kesha like you're mad at her and tell me she is your daughter and you'll parent her how you want," Tyresha instructed. Kevin opened his mouth to defy her, but instead, he found himself shouting out: "Kesha, get out here right now! I will parent my daughter how I please!" Finally, she made her last command. "I demand that you stand up, put your purse on your shoulder, walk over to me, and demand I, a white boy, leave and never come back, threatening that my husband will 'deal' with me if I do, and use the n-word." Kevin found himself fighting, trying to resist. But against his own accord, he obeyed Tyresha's order. He strode over to his own body, now inhabited by Tyresha, and spouted the words she demanded, the derisive racial epithet hanging heavy in the air. With a wicked grin, Tyresha declared, "I'm never swapping back!" and walked out, leaving Kevin alone, broken, and sobbing in his new body.
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