In Lilly's mind, there houses a swarm,
Different characters, out of the norm.
A story to tell, of one named Chad,
Conjured from worlds, she had never had.
Lilly, she blooms like a flower in May,
Chad, a rough diamond, a wild stray.
Chad lives in her, a masculine guest,
Intrigued by the contours of her chest.
"Oh, my, how grand it feels," he exclaims,
Unaware of his host's feminine claims.
He yearns for football, with a heart robust,
Yet his bosom bounces, confounds, in disgust.
A car ride offered, Chad grins at me,
Slides behind the wheel, eager, with glee.
Challenges emerge, as Lilly sits upright,
Chad, with his new form, struggles with foresight.
He comments on the soft curves, perched on the seat,
Declaring every discomfort obsolete.
Speed and swerves, a dance on the roads,
Chad's fiery spirit, in each turn, unloads.
The day winds down, a beer in his hand,
Football on screen, Chad's simple demand.
He frees Lilly's chest from the lacy bind,
A Double-D revelation leaves him wide-eyed.
Draped in a jersey, straining the seams,
A messy ponytail captures Chad's dreams.
Side by side on the couch, we share these hours,
In Lilly's garden, amongst the wildest of flowers.
Love for Lilly or Chad, it matters not,
In the myriad of the selves she's got.
To see her through Chad, is simply to know,
The layers beneath, the depths they show.
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.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
Prompt: My girlfriend Lilly suffered from multiple personalities, she has a few in her head and they come out from time to time. She usually can control it but sometimes they take over. We were on a date today and her male personality Chad took over. Chad is your typical buff and strong guy, so seeing his personality come out of her body can be jarring. Chad loves her body a whole lot especially her large prominent boobs and her wide sexy hips. He immediately cups his new chest and smirks as he flips his long red hair out of his face with is feminine French tipped pink nails. “Holy crap, bro! I can’t believe I’m a chick, I swear it’s a crazy feeling but look at the size of these tits, am I right?!?” Chad grins at you as he stares down at your girlfriends' breasts. I ask Chad to tell me more about himself, he tells me he loves football. He offers to play catch at the park and then looks down at his curvy body and thinks otherwise. “Nice to meet you David, I would normally say let got throw the ball around in the park but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to play properly with these things!” he gestures to his chest and bounces them in his hands. After the date I offer to let him drive because I knew he loves cars. Chad is ecstatic and hops into the driver seat. “Hell yeah, bro!!” Chad excitedly exclaims as he slides his curvy body behind the wheel of your car. “Man, I don’t even remember the last time I drove anywhere!” You watch him fumble with the seat belt and seat, trying to avoid squishing his breasts while also reaching the peddles. You’ve watched your girlfriend drive plenty of times, but she has a very definite driving position that involves being sat Totally upright, almost pressed against the steering wheel to see over the dash. But Chad seems to be having trouble. “How do chicks drive with these things!” He grumbles to himself as he can't seem to get the seatbelt over his new large breasts. He also realizes how round and secy his new ass is when he comments on how he will never sit in discomfort again. After we get a move on begin to drive back home, I see Chad is a much more aggressive driver than my girlfriend, he even flips off a guy for cutting him off which my girlfriend would never do. When we get home, he puts on a football game and heads to the kitchen to get a beer bumping the fridge door closed with one of his wide hips and removes his bra. He looks down and is shocked by the sheer size of it. Double D cups is what the tag says he looks upon his new chest proudly while going upstairs to look for some more comfortable clothes. He decides to throw on a football jersey which didn't fit over his generous chest warping the number twelve on the jersey he also ties his red hair up into a messy ponytail. When he sits back down on the couch next to me. I love my girlfriend but seeing her act like Chad has been very fun.
Response: In Lilly's mind, there houses a swarm, Different characters, out of the norm. A story to tell, of one named Chad, Conjured from worlds, she had never had. Lilly, she blooms like a flower in May, Chad, a rough diamond, a wild stray. Chad lives in her, a masculine guest, Intrigued by the contours of her chest. "Oh, my, how grand it feels," he exclaims, Unaware of his host's feminine claims. He yearns for football, with a heart robust, Yet his bosom bounces, confounds, in disgust. A car ride offered, Chad grins at me, Slides behind the wheel, eager, with glee. Challenges emerge, as Lilly sits upright, Chad, with his new form, struggles with foresight. He comments on the soft curves, perched on the seat, Declaring every discomfort obsolete. Speed and swerves, a dance on the roads, Chad's fiery spirit, in each turn, unloads. The day winds down, a beer in his hand, Football on screen, Chad's simple demand. He frees Lilly's chest from the lacy bind, A Double-D revelation leaves him wide-eyed. Draped in a jersey, straining the seams, A messy ponytail captures Chad's dreams. Side by side on the couch, we share these hours, In Lilly's garden, amongst the wildest of flowers. Love for Lilly or Chad, it matters not, In the myriad of the selves she's got. To see her through Chad, is simply to know, The layers beneath, the depths they show.
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