Day 1: My best friend, Tom, was the first to volunteer, grinning ear to ear when he found out about mom's ability. Seeing mom talking in Tom's deep voice and using his slang was the crux of absurdity. He spent the day inexpertly running around the garden, only to collide into a tree, the pronounced bosom throwing his balance off. He came back inside with branches tangled in her long hair and a new understanding of depth perception.
Day 2: John, another member of our squad, took over on the second day. He wasted no time getting into the pool, swimming vigorously, trying to do the butterfly with his newly acquired load causing him to flounder a little. The sight of my mom doing a belly flop was something I never thought I'd see.
Day 3: Day three was my dad's turn. He was surprisingly graceful, attributing his deftness to years of observing mom. Watching him trying to fit into mom's evening dress was like witnessing a toddler try to thread a needle. He wasn’t as successful as he was hoping—two missing buttons and a popped seam bore testament to his efforts.
Day 4: Uncle Jeff was in charge on day four. The accomplished cook found himself in a noodle soup disaster when he struggled to bend over due to his expanded front. He ended up ordering takeout and complaining about back pain.
Day 5: My adventurous cousin Sam took over. Always known for his daredevil stunts, he decided to try out mom’s yoga routine. It resulted in a near choking incident when his new ample bosom ended up smothering him during a headstand.
Day 6: On day six, I took over. The bizarre sensation of feeling weighty was unlike anything I had imagined. At the end of the day, my back was aching, and I developed a newfound respect for high heels.
Day 7: My older brother, Steve, stepped in. He went on a date under mom’s guise and had a rough time when he accidentally spilled wine, missed his mouth while eating, and struggled to maintain posture owing to the extra baggage.
Day 8: The following day was a turn of events when our 12-year-old neighbor, Timmy, found himself in body-swap. He ended up locking himself in his room, emitting strange squeals and mastering the elementary skill of bra-wrestling.
Day 9: Our jovial friend, Jerry, was next. He decided to try his hand at a full-fledged house cleaning. However, even routine household chores became mountainous with his newfound stature sending him sprawling on the floors more often than not.
Day 10: On the last day, my best friend’s dad, Mr. Brown, stepped up. A seasoned fisherman, he decided to go fishing. The outcome was amusing, to say the least. His normal casting movements were obstructed, and he almost fell into the lake.
Each day brought with it a new person in mom’s body and a new set of misadventures. It was strange, it was unnerving, but it was hilarious beyond limits. It was a hands-on lesson for all of us in empathy and highlighted the intricacies of womanhood. All my friends managed to turn my mom's cursed body swapping into a fun experiment, leaving everyone thoroughly entertained and emotionally enlightened.
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 dialogue where My mom has a strange curse, she’s a body swapper but she can’t seem to control her powers. Everyday a new person is in her body. My friends know about this power and decide to trade off each day to swap into her body. Whoever it is today is having fun out in our pool. They love to take over her sexy and curvy body. Now I have to figure out who's in her body today. Judging by the way she's looking down at her bikini clad breasts in curiosity and excitement I'm sure its one of my male friends. Write the story over 10 days where a different friend takes over her body each day, one day even your dad ends up in her body and my uncle too. One day even you take over her body the next day your brother, one day your 12 year old neighbor. and your best friends dad even takes her body for a spin. All of them are fascinated with your moms curvy body and have fun in their own way. Write a paragraph of how each day went for everyone and what they got up to and how much they struggle with their new busty and hefty chest.
Response: Day 1: My best friend, Tom, was the first to volunteer, grinning ear to ear when he found out about mom's ability. Seeing mom talking in Tom's deep voice and using his slang was the crux of absurdity. He spent the day inexpertly running around the garden, only to collide into a tree, the pronounced bosom throwing his balance off. He came back inside with branches tangled in her long hair and a new understanding of depth perception. Day 2: John, another member of our squad, took over on the second day. He wasted no time getting into the pool, swimming vigorously, trying to do the butterfly with his newly acquired load causing him to flounder a little. The sight of my mom doing a belly flop was something I never thought I'd see. Day 3: Day three was my dad's turn. He was surprisingly graceful, attributing his deftness to years of observing mom. Watching him trying to fit into mom's evening dress was like witnessing a toddler try to thread a needle. He wasn’t as successful as he was hoping—two missing buttons and a popped seam bore testament to his efforts. Day 4: Uncle Jeff was in charge on day four. The accomplished cook found himself in a noodle soup disaster when he struggled to bend over due to his expanded front. He ended up ordering takeout and complaining about back pain. Day 5: My adventurous cousin Sam took over. Always known for his daredevil stunts, he decided to try out mom’s yoga routine. It resulted in a near choking incident when his new ample bosom ended up smothering him during a headstand. Day 6: On day six, I took over. The bizarre sensation of feeling weighty was unlike anything I had imagined. At the end of the day, my back was aching, and I developed a newfound respect for high heels. Day 7: My older brother, Steve, stepped in. He went on a date under mom’s guise and had a rough time when he accidentally spilled wine, missed his mouth while eating, and struggled to maintain posture owing to the extra baggage. Day 8: The following day was a turn of events when our 12-year-old neighbor, Timmy, found himself in body-swap. He ended up locking himself in his room, emitting strange squeals and mastering the elementary skill of bra-wrestling. Day 9: Our jovial friend, Jerry, was next. He decided to try his hand at a full-fledged house cleaning. However, even routine household chores became mountainous with his newfound stature sending him sprawling on the floors more often than not. Day 10: On the last day, my best friend’s dad, Mr. Brown, stepped up. A seasoned fisherman, he decided to go fishing. The outcome was amusing, to say the least. His normal casting movements were obstructed, and he almost fell into the lake. Each day brought with it a new person in mom’s body and a new set of misadventures. It was strange, it was unnerving, but it was hilarious beyond limits. It was a hands-on lesson for all of us in empathy and highlighted the intricacies of womanhood. All my friends managed to turn my mom's cursed body swapping into a fun experiment, leaving everyone thoroughly entertained and emotionally enlightened.
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