"Family Makeover Mishap: The Day Everyone Became Redheaded Knockouts"
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"Wow, Jerry. Look at these!" Drew, my brother, proudly fondled what used to be his pecs, now replaced with breasts.
"Seriously, Drew?" I responded, exasperated. "Can’t you wait at least five minutes before exploring your new...attributes?"
"Well, holding them once is worth a thousand looks in my book! You think Susie would let me out the house like this?" he laughed, referring to his wife.
I rolled my eyes and scanned the room filled with identical versions of my voluptuous, redheaded girlfriend. It was a mixture of amusement, eeriness, and confusion.
"Unbelievable," mumbled dad, holding a lock of his, or I guess now her, hair and admiring his black nails. "And look at these nails! Haven't seen them this pretty in years."
"Yes, Harold," mom chimed in, examining herself in a mirror with a satisfied smile. "Is this what it feels like to be you, Amanda? So much hair, so much skin... I feel like I'm 25 again!"
"Well, the invention was never meant for aging backward, but I guess that comes with the package," I replied, sheepishly. "Your skin--"
"Look at this rack! I feel like Fabio!" Dad interrupted, shaking his new chest in disbelief.
"I don't think Fabio ever had a rack, dad," I threw back, trying to keep a straight face.
"I've had it with all this hair," complained Derek, my other brother, as he fiddled with his lengthy red locks.
"Here, pass me a rubber band," mom passed one to him, they were used to keep her cooking books together. "Don't you dare cut it, Derek."
"Wait, wait!" mom yelped, looking into her phone. "We need a photo, a family photo! This is quite a testament to the family genes!" she chuckled at her own joke.
"Should be fun, huh? Photo in drag!" dad quipped, miming a pouty face. A ripple of laughter went through the room.
"Alright, everyone squeeze in," mom instructed, phone up for the selfie. The flash went off. Us, the family of busty redheads, in one photo.
"Well, I have to admit, we do look good, don't we?" dad laughed, checking the photo. "No offense, Jerry, but seems like your girlfriend's got quite an upgrade!"
Everyone laughed even harder. My invention may have malfunctioned and turned my family into clones of my girlfriend, but one thing was for sure - we'll never forget this momentous, albeit misguided, day.
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 black 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 he was balding, so this new hair was quite the surprise, he said he felt like Fabio I of course told him Fabio didn't have double D cups on his chest. 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 one was doing a duck face one was throwing up a peace sign one was winking at the camera the other was cupping their boobs in the photo. 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: "Wow, Jerry. Look at these!" Drew, my brother, proudly fondled what used to be his pecs, now replaced with breasts. "Seriously, Drew?" I responded, exasperated. "Can’t you wait at least five minutes before exploring your new...attributes?" "Well, holding them once is worth a thousand looks in my book! You think Susie would let me out the house like this?" he laughed, referring to his wife. I rolled my eyes and scanned the room filled with identical versions of my voluptuous, redheaded girlfriend. It was a mixture of amusement, eeriness, and confusion. "Unbelievable," mumbled dad, holding a lock of his, or I guess now her, hair and admiring his black nails. "And look at these nails! Haven't seen them this pretty in years." "Yes, Harold," mom chimed in, examining herself in a mirror with a satisfied smile. "Is this what it feels like to be you, Amanda? So much hair, so much skin... I feel like I'm 25 again!" "Well, the invention was never meant for aging backward, but I guess that comes with the package," I replied, sheepishly. "Your skin--" "Look at this rack! I feel like Fabio!" Dad interrupted, shaking his new chest in disbelief. "I don't think Fabio ever had a rack, dad," I threw back, trying to keep a straight face. "I've had it with all this hair," complained Derek, my other brother, as he fiddled with his lengthy red locks. "Here, pass me a rubber band," mom passed one to him, they were used to keep her cooking books together. "Don't you dare cut it, Derek." "Wait, wait!" mom yelped, looking into her phone. "We need a photo, a family photo! This is quite a testament to the family genes!" she chuckled at her own joke. "Should be fun, huh? Photo in drag!" dad quipped, miming a pouty face. A ripple of laughter went through the room. "Alright, everyone squeeze in," mom instructed, phone up for the selfie. The flash went off. Us, the family of busty redheads, in one photo. "Well, I have to admit, we do look good, don't we?" dad laughed, checking the photo. "No offense, Jerry, but seems like your girlfriend's got quite an upgrade!" Everyone laughed even harder. My invention may have malfunctioned and turned my family into clones of my girlfriend, but one thing was for sure - we'll never forget this momentous, albeit misguided, day.
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