BFF: Brother Turned Full-Fledged Female
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Title: BFF: Brother Turned Full-Fledged Female
Before Courtney happened, my roommate - let's call him Jake - was a typical 25-year-old. He was about as average as any millennial guy could be. His priorities in life hovered around three major things: brawny video games, cheap beer, and of course, roundabout ways to chase skirts.
That changed, though, after a perplexing phone call.
One unprecedented day, while lazily wrestling with a game controller and a beer bottle, Jake got a call. "Hello, Am I speaking to a certain Jake?" the voice inquired. "Turns out, my boy, you were part of the 'Swapped at Birth' program."
Jake's expression was worth a thousand dumb emojis. "Umm...Do pardon?" he mumbled, uncertain whether he was pranked or experiencing a premature mid-life crisis.
Apparently, this 'Swapped at Birth' experiment intended to interchange bodies in the nursery just popped up from some secret societal playbook. According to them, Jake was swapped with a raven-haired, buxom beauty named Courtney.
Learning this news, Jake looked down at his lanky body, his love handles, and the can of beer he was nursing. "Though, I don’t remember asking for a body transformation," he said, eyebrow arched.
And so began our new normal: Jake was, well, Courtney. His legs were suddenly afflicted with curves, his waist was cinched, and his chest was, let's say, gravity-defying. My once video-game-loving, beer-chugging bro was now a knock-out diva.
Dealing with the new roommate was... an adjustment. The physical equation was indeed distracting, but the invariable aloofness, sports fanaticism, and video game love offered some normalcy. Not to forget his grilling skills. Those succulent, juicy burgers... And yes, the man, uh, woman, does look good in an apricot and can really grill like a champ.
As an attempt to lighten things up, I gifted him, her? (Gotta start practicing these pronouns), a novelty apron emblazoned with 'Yes, I know not only the burgers have buns. I do too.' That was fun. Courtney blushed, looking down at the apron and then back at her own curvaceous bum. "Well, that's a first," she said, laughing.
Sometimes it’s still surreal to think my best buddy was intended to be a woman. But then, seeing Courtney yell at the TV during a football game, with a beer in one hand and controller in the other, and a blazing grill at her side, it somehow all feels just right.
And it’s a great conversation starter at parties; like the big-busted, butt-sculpted elephant in the room.
"So, your roommate was a laddish, beer-loving bloke who now grills mouth-watering burgers in the body of a voluptuous diva?" they’d ask. I just shrug and reply, "Yeah, something like that. Welcome to 21st-century living."
This story was generated by user zach3 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: Write a story with dialogue where My roommate was your regular run of the mill 25-year-old guy. He liked video games, booze, and especially women. But his life came to a shocking turn when he got a phone call saying he was swapped at birth, the swapped at birth program was an experimental program that swapped peoples bodies at the nursery he apparently had been swapped with a girl named Courtney. It got even more crazy when he saw the body he was supposed to have been ultra busty and curvy. I’m not sure how I’m going to room with him looking like this, I don’t think I can handle that. At least he still has the same personality he loves sports and loves to play a good video game he also can still grill like a champ. I bought him a new apron as a joke that says Yes, I know not only the burgers have buns I do too, of course referring to his curvy ass. It's hard to believe my best friend was supposed to be a sexy woman his whole life.
Response: Title: BFF: Brother Turned Full-Fledged Female Before Courtney happened, my roommate - let's call him Jake - was a typical 25-year-old. He was about as average as any millennial guy could be. His priorities in life hovered around three major things: brawny video games, cheap beer, and of course, roundabout ways to chase skirts. That changed, though, after a perplexing phone call. One unprecedented day, while lazily wrestling with a game controller and a beer bottle, Jake got a call. "Hello, Am I speaking to a certain Jake?" the voice inquired. "Turns out, my boy, you were part of the 'Swapped at Birth' program." Jake's expression was worth a thousand dumb emojis. "Umm...Do pardon?" he mumbled, uncertain whether he was pranked or experiencing a premature mid-life crisis. Apparently, this 'Swapped at Birth' experiment intended to interchange bodies in the nursery just popped up from some secret societal playbook. According to them, Jake was swapped with a raven-haired, buxom beauty named Courtney. Learning this news, Jake looked down at his lanky body, his love handles, and the can of beer he was nursing. "Though, I don’t remember asking for a body transformation," he said, eyebrow arched. And so began our new normal: Jake was, well, Courtney. His legs were suddenly afflicted with curves, his waist was cinched, and his chest was, let's say, gravity-defying. My once video-game-loving, beer-chugging bro was now a knock-out diva. Dealing with the new roommate was... an adjustment. The physical equation was indeed distracting, but the invariable aloofness, sports fanaticism, and video game love offered some normalcy. Not to forget his grilling skills. Those succulent, juicy burgers... And yes, the man, uh, woman, does look good in an apricot and can really grill like a champ. As an attempt to lighten things up, I gifted him, her? (Gotta start practicing these pronouns), a novelty apron emblazoned with 'Yes, I know not only the burgers have buns. I do too.' That was fun. Courtney blushed, looking down at the apron and then back at her own curvaceous bum. "Well, that's a first," she said, laughing. Sometimes it’s still surreal to think my best buddy was intended to be a woman. But then, seeing Courtney yell at the TV during a football game, with a beer in one hand and controller in the other, and a blazing grill at her side, it somehow all feels just right. And it’s a great conversation starter at parties; like the big-busted, butt-sculpted elephant in the room. "So, your roommate was a laddish, beer-loving bloke who now grills mouth-watering burgers in the body of a voluptuous diva?" they’d ask. I just shrug and reply, "Yeah, something like that. Welcome to 21st-century living."
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