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Question: Story: The year is 2024. Write me a story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, where he's from in the US, birthday, 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, height, and weight. Have him blink and suddenly be taller and in a different state as he looks down seeing a skimpy revealing outfit with a description of the skimpy outfit and revealing sandals with a description of what they look like and have the outfit be too short for the cold weather. Describe the woman who's body the 6 year old ends up in including her name, age being now way older than his mom, race, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing accessories and jewelry and earrings and fierce makeup and bold lipstick and long fake nails and purse included and what she sounds like and if she's with somebody with it being a woman and have the other woman address the woman in a sassy way calling her ho like it's a playful nickname and boo asking what's wrong with her and if she had found a white boy attractive or something and not to worry that there were plenty of black and Hispanic men that were way better looking and whether or not they were gonna go to the club and get lit and get drunk with their other girlfriends the woman referred to as sluts and hos and how she and her friend may be the oldest women at the club but they still look finer than all the younger women do and how she and her friend can get any man they want to do anything cause men love getting with older women like them and have it be in quoted text. Have her friend also start running her hands all over the body of who she assumes is her friend and smack the behind of who she thought was her friend and fiercely stick her foot out and pull her friend's foot out comparing their shoes and their pedicured toes saying her friend always looks way better than her and have it be in quoted text. Describe who the person is to the woman. Describe the other woman's name, age, race being the same as the woman the 6 year old ends up being, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing with it being just as skimpy with sandals included and nails done as the woman the 6 year old boy ends up in the body of accessories and jewelry and earrings and fierce makeup and bold lipstick and fake nails and purse included and what she sounds like. Have the 6 year old boy spot his new reflection in the mirror as he stumbles over to the mirror blinking innocently even with his new more mature eyes and point at his reflection shaking from how revealing his outfit was. Have the boy take the purse off his new mature shoulder looking at it innocently. Have the little boy say mommy i'm scared and ew gross i'm a girl and ew gross these are girly clothes and shoes like mommy wears in the grown woman's voice and tone and have it be in quoted text and have him say how hot she and her friend look unwillingly before her friend starts laughing and have the words be spelled differently due to way the woman's accent. Have the little boy unwillingly put the purse back on his shoulder in a seductive way. Have the little boy then unwillingly strut to a nearby bench sitting down and crossing his legs and pouting seductively before saying something alluring and have it be in quoted text and have him blow his reflection a kiss before winking and smiling. Have the little boy start crying as he wonders how he's gonna get home and if he'll ever see mommy again.
In the year 2024, in the warm ambiance of April, a six-year-old boy named Jason vizor meandered down the streets of Clovis, New Mexico. The little one was born on March 8, 2018. A tiny sprite of a boy, he stood at 3 ft 8 inches and weighed around 42 lbs. His hair, a charming shade of chestnut, was fashioned into a cutely ruffled style, and his captivating blue eyes sparkled with youthful energy. He was donned in a little blue jersey, matching shorts, and white sneakers that made a soft padding sound as he treaded along. That day, he was walking home alone for the first time with the permission of his mother- a young woman named Stella. Stella, at a tender age of 22, was slender with a height of 5 ft 5 inches and weighed 120 lbs. As Jason blinked, the world around him transformed inexplicably. Suddenly, he was taller, in a different state, his body mature, and in a skimpy outfit. The attire was a startling navy blue sequin mini dress that barely covered his new, voluptuous profile, coupled with matching revealing gladiator sandals adorned with silver rhinestones. Shivers ran down his spine owed to the cold weather that found its way through the revealing attire. The woman's body he'd found himself in, belonged to a lady named Regina, a now 46-year-old African-American woman, standing tall at 5 ft 9 inches, weighing 160 lbs. Her hair was a rich ebony, styled into a chic bob, and her eyes were a deep, mysterious brown. Regina's attire boasted gold accessories-- a chunky necklace seated on her décolletage and large hoops garnished her ears. Her makeup was fierce, with a bold red lipstick accentuating her full lips and her long fake nails painted crimson. A black purse with golden clasps, hung off her shoulder. A woman, identically aged, named Bella, came into his view. Bella wore a fiery-red bodycon dress that complimented her skin tone and matched her red gladiator sandals. She also accessorized elegantly and her makeup echoed Regina's fierceness. "Hey ho, what's got you all jittery, Regina?" Bella asked, her voice had a playful edge to it. "You ain't fallen for some white boy, have you? Don't worry Boo, there are plenty of handsome black and Hispanic men around who are way better looking. C'mon, we're heading to the club to get lit and have some fun, alright? Might be surrounded by younger ones, but we're the finest ladies around. No man can resist our charm, you know it", she winked and tousled Regina's hair playfully. Sensing Regina's inexplicable discomfort, Bella slid her hands down Regina's body absentmindedly, comparing their outfits and sandals, "Well, you always outshine me, darling." Jason spotted his new reflection in a mirror and stumbled over to it. "Mommy, I'm scared," he whimpered, in Regina's mature voice. "Ew gross, I'm a girl...and ew gross, these are girly clothes and shoes like Mommy wears." He perched on a nearby bench, sitting rather flirtatiously, adjusted the purse on his shoulder. "Look at us, Bella," Jason spoke, his words slightly distorted due to Regina's accent. "Ain't we hot as hell?" Bella erupted into giggles, which left Jason feeling more lost than before. He began to yearn for his mother, for his home. He found himself crying, the teardrops slipping down his now mature face. "Will I ever see Mommy again?" he wondered, the fear of the unknown gripping him.
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