"Cloning Chaos: The Redhead Family Reunion"
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"And here I thought cloning dinosaurs was risky," I said, looking at the sea of redheads that now made up my family.
"Hey, at least we don't bite," my Dad, err, Danielle, responded, sending everyone into a fit of laughter.
Being the only one untouched by the mysterious clone machine, I was scrambling for name tags while the rest of my new 'sisters' were trying to cope with their transformations.
"Man, how do you put on mascara without poking your eyes out?" my elder brother, now Brianna, asked, desperately trying to put on their make-up with their painted long nails.
“So is anyone going to talk about how weird it feels having boobs?” the younger one, my other brother, now Brittany, said blushing. All the clones nodded in agreement.
"Dude, it's not that bad!" Danielle objected, cupping her new cleavage and making the others laugh even louder.
I frowned and scribbled the name 'Danielle' on a name tag and handed it to my Dad, "Stop ogling your own boobs, Dad!"
“Such enthusiasm! I might just use the name tag as a nipple shield!” my Dad quipped, as he laughed and stuck the tag onto his dress.
"Now, I officially declare, Danielle, Bella, Brianna, Brittany, family meeting!" I said with all the authority I had left.
"Fiance or not, you can't dictate us, mister!" Bella, previously my mom, joked. She was the happiest of the lot, looking decades younger than before.
"If it’s okay, I'll take mine off the back," Brittany cut in, pointing her new figure in the green dress.
"I don't want it on my boobs either!" Brianna chimed in, twirling her hair into a ponytail, in the middle of her mascara crisis.
"You'll wear the tags and you'll like it!" I roared, masking my embarrassment with laughter and feigned aggression.
"Just out of curiosity, though," Danielle started, "Did anyone not want to turn back?"
Surprisingly, all the clones raised their hands.
"Alright, no more clone machines," I announced, only to be immediately overridden by a chorus of booing and good-natured antics.
Feeling defeated, but also entertained, I offered, "Family photo, anyone?"
“Now that's an explosive idea!” Brianna exclaimed, standing and confidently flicking her new hair back dramatically.
And there we were, the sexiest and most busty family in town - laughing and posing for funny pictures. What a weird day. Despite all the confusion and commotion, it was surprisingly fun - a bizarre, unforgettable episode.
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 about how After my clone invention had a mishap. My house has been a bit weirder. My girlfriend said she was willing to test the machine for me which was awesome. Unfortunately, It malfunctioned and cloned my family. Now my family all look like my busty redheaded girlfriend. I’m going to need name tags to tell who is who. Or maybe not the one fondling her boobs is probably my brother. But what about my other brother mom and dad I grab some nametags and hand them to my family so they can put them on. When the men of my family write their names down, they couldn't help but laugh seeing their newly painted and long nails each of them quipping about the nails they now sported. They also couldn't believe the amount of hair they had, my dad flung his hair about and said he felt like Fabio. My other brother was annoyed with his hair, so he threw it into a ponytail, my other brother began to headbang with his flowing locks It was awkward for all the guys in my family to have boobs and curves that they definitely didn't have before. Everyone's personalities were a giveaway too my dad was still wisecracking and snarky. My brother was the same energetic guy he always was. My other brother was much like my dad and decided to bust a few jokes about the situation and my mom was pretty pleased to be younger again. My mom suggested we all take a family photo together which was a funny idea. Everyone except me now looking like my curvy and busty girlfriend all in the same green low cut dress she had been wearing when the change took place. This invention has caused quite the change to my family, Though I will admit were the sexiest and most busty family in town. Write lots of dialogue.
Response: "And here I thought cloning dinosaurs was risky," I said, looking at the sea of redheads that now made up my family. "Hey, at least we don't bite," my Dad, err, Danielle, responded, sending everyone into a fit of laughter. Being the only one untouched by the mysterious clone machine, I was scrambling for name tags while the rest of my new 'sisters' were trying to cope with their transformations. "Man, how do you put on mascara without poking your eyes out?" my elder brother, now Brianna, asked, desperately trying to put on their make-up with their painted long nails. “So is anyone going to talk about how weird it feels having boobs?” the younger one, my other brother, now Brittany, said blushing. All the clones nodded in agreement. "Dude, it's not that bad!" Danielle objected, cupping her new cleavage and making the others laugh even louder. I frowned and scribbled the name 'Danielle' on a name tag and handed it to my Dad, "Stop ogling your own boobs, Dad!" “Such enthusiasm! I might just use the name tag as a nipple shield!” my Dad quipped, as he laughed and stuck the tag onto his dress. "Now, I officially declare, Danielle, Bella, Brianna, Brittany, family meeting!" I said with all the authority I had left. "Fiance or not, you can't dictate us, mister!" Bella, previously my mom, joked. She was the happiest of the lot, looking decades younger than before. "If it’s okay, I'll take mine off the back," Brittany cut in, pointing her new figure in the green dress. "I don't want it on my boobs either!" Brianna chimed in, twirling her hair into a ponytail, in the middle of her mascara crisis. "You'll wear the tags and you'll like it!" I roared, masking my embarrassment with laughter and feigned aggression. "Just out of curiosity, though," Danielle started, "Did anyone not want to turn back?" Surprisingly, all the clones raised their hands. "Alright, no more clone machines," I announced, only to be immediately overridden by a chorus of booing and good-natured antics. Feeling defeated, but also entertained, I offered, "Family photo, anyone?" “Now that's an explosive idea!” Brianna exclaimed, standing and confidently flicking her new hair back dramatically. And there we were, the sexiest and most busty family in town - laughing and posing for funny pictures. What a weird day. Despite all the confusion and commotion, it was surprisingly fun - a bizarre, unforgettable episode.
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