"Body Switched Betrothed: An Adventure in Matrimony"
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I hadn't seen David in years. We used to be practically inseparable, but life got in the way. Work, new cities, new adventures. Still, when I heard he was getting married, I knew I had to be there. This was supposed to be his day, the best day of his life.
Only, I had no clue how much of an adventure this day would turn out to be, especially for me.
All this started innocently enough, with me finding an old, dusty grimoire in the attic of my new place. It was full of ancient spells, nothing too fancy—I thought it was pure nonsense, just another relic from a previous tenant. The "possession spell" was on page twenty-three, right next to "Levitation for Beginners." For a laugh, I decided to read it aloud. Big mistake.
The next thing I knew, I was no longer in my dingy apartment. Instead, I was at an elegant church, standing at the altar, looking down at a stunning wedding dress. I felt... different. Lighter and, well, curvier. And David was staring at me, jaw nearly hitting the floor.
"Emily! Your vows, if you please," prompted the pastor.
Vows? What vows? "David, you look, uh, really nice today," I stammered, before getting distracted by my new assets. How do women function with these? They were like two grapefruits glued to my chest.
"Emily?" David whispered, horrified and confused.
"It's me, Jake! Your best friend!" I whispered back.
"What?!"
"No time to explain! Just roll with it!"
David looked on the verge of a breakdown, but the ceremony had to continue. I made some impromptu vows cribbed from every action movie I'd ever seen. People were gobsmacked, especially when I quoted Rocky, saying, "Life's not about how hard you hit, but how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward."
You should have seen David's face.
At the reception, everything escalated. Emily—or, well, me in Emily’s body—was the life of the party. I gave a speech that was half-inspirational and half-sports commentary. "Marriage is a team sport. You gotta hustle, put in 110%, and leave it all on the field!"
By the time I started twerking during “Uptown Funk,” David pulled me aside, trying to stifle a laugh. "You’re going to make people wonder what's gotten into Emily."
"Well, technically, me."
"Jake, we need to fix this."
"Sure thing, buddy. One small issue—I left the spellbook at home."
His eyes widened. "You mean, you can’t reverse this?"
"Not right now. But hey, Hawaii's gonna be a blast!"
For the first dance, David was uncomfortably close, his hand sometimes hovering awkwardly over Emily's very undeniably female anatomy. "Stop giggling," he hissed as I snickered at his discomfort.
"Sorry, just remembering that time we TP'd Principal Harrison's house. Man, that was legendary."
Despite the sheer weirdness of it all, David laughed too. I might be in Emily's body, but it was kind of freeing. For him, for me, even for Emily, in a way. We were the same old pals, just in a completely bizarre situation.
So, here I am, Emily by body, Jake by brain, heading to Hawaii. David's dragging his feet but he’s warming up to the idea. Maybe I'll take up surfing, something Emily never liked. Heck, maybe David and I can have one last big adventure—just like old times.
Only this time, I'm going to be doing it in a bikini.
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 lots of dialogue where Today was my wedding day. It was supposed to be the greatest day of my life. My best friend couldn’t make it to the wedding since he lives far away now. At least I thought he wouldn’t make it. Apparently, he read a possession spell and accidentally possessed my wife during the ceremony. He walked up to the aisle in her flashy and showy dress her red hair cascading down her back with a strange smirk in her face. He keeps looking down at his new big boobs which were a grade A rack no doubt about it. and laughing the ceremony has been so weird and people are wondering when my wife learned all these raps songs. He gave a speech at the reception that quoted action movies and sports movies much to the surprise to everyone. He even started twerking his big curvy ass at the reception. We had to slow dance and he kept making me laugh talking about old stories from high school and he kept teasing me for having my hand on his butt as we danced. This has been wild for me, but it has kind of been fun seeing my wife acting so free during the wedding and reception. My buddy has certainly made this wedding far more comical by possessing her body. I just hope we can figure out the reverse spell before the honeymoon, but that's not going to happen turn out he left the book back at his house, so I guess he's going to Hawaii with me as my wife. Write the story from my friends who possessed my wife's perspective.
Response: I hadn't seen David in years. We used to be practically inseparable, but life got in the way. Work, new cities, new adventures. Still, when I heard he was getting married, I knew I had to be there. This was supposed to be his day, the best day of his life. Only, I had no clue how much of an adventure this day would turn out to be, especially for me. All this started innocently enough, with me finding an old, dusty grimoire in the attic of my new place. It was full of ancient spells, nothing too fancy—I thought it was pure nonsense, just another relic from a previous tenant. The "possession spell" was on page twenty-three, right next to "Levitation for Beginners." For a laugh, I decided to read it aloud. Big mistake. The next thing I knew, I was no longer in my dingy apartment. Instead, I was at an elegant church, standing at the altar, looking down at a stunning wedding dress. I felt... different. Lighter and, well, curvier. And David was staring at me, jaw nearly hitting the floor. "Emily! Your vows, if you please," prompted the pastor. Vows? What vows? "David, you look, uh, really nice today," I stammered, before getting distracted by my new assets. How do women function with these? They were like two grapefruits glued to my chest. "Emily?" David whispered, horrified and confused. "It's me, Jake! Your best friend!" I whispered back. "What?!" "No time to explain! Just roll with it!" David looked on the verge of a breakdown, but the ceremony had to continue. I made some impromptu vows cribbed from every action movie I'd ever seen. People were gobsmacked, especially when I quoted Rocky, saying, "Life's not about how hard you hit, but how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward." You should have seen David's face. At the reception, everything escalated. Emily—or, well, me in Emily’s body—was the life of the party. I gave a speech that was half-inspirational and half-sports commentary. "Marriage is a team sport. You gotta hustle, put in 110%, and leave it all on the field!" By the time I started twerking during “Uptown Funk,” David pulled me aside, trying to stifle a laugh. "You’re going to make people wonder what's gotten into Emily." "Well, technically, me." "Jake, we need to fix this." "Sure thing, buddy. One small issue—I left the spellbook at home." His eyes widened. "You mean, you can’t reverse this?" "Not right now. But hey, Hawaii's gonna be a blast!" For the first dance, David was uncomfortably close, his hand sometimes hovering awkwardly over Emily's very undeniably female anatomy. "Stop giggling," he hissed as I snickered at his discomfort. "Sorry, just remembering that time we TP'd Principal Harrison's house. Man, that was legendary." Despite the sheer weirdness of it all, David laughed too. I might be in Emily's body, but it was kind of freeing. For him, for me, even for Emily, in a way. We were the same old pals, just in a completely bizarre situation. So, here I am, Emily by body, Jake by brain, heading to Hawaii. David's dragging his feet but he’s warming up to the idea. Maybe I'll take up surfing, something Emily never liked. Heck, maybe David and I can have one last big adventure—just like old times. Only this time, I'm going to be doing it in a bikini.
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