Multiple Personalities and Football Follies
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David and I had been planning this date for weeks. I could tell he was nervous, probably because he never knew which version of me he was going to meet. My girlfriend, Lilly, had Dissociative Identity Disorder. While she usually could maintain control, sometimes one of her other personalities took over. Today, it was Chad's turn.
As the server walked away with our orders, I noticed a shift in Lilly's posture. Her soft, warm smile morphed into a confident smirk. Chad had arrived.
"Holy crap, bro!" Chad exclaimed, looking down at his chest. His - now Lilly's - hands immediately went to her breasts. "I can't believe I'm a chick. Crazy feeling, but dude, look at these boobs. Am I right?" He raised his hand for a high-five that was so incongruous with Lilly's delicate manicure that I couldn't help but laugh and slap his hand. Chad grinned at me.
"So, Chad," I said, trying to keep the conversation flowing smoothly. "Tell me more about yourself."
Chad leaned back, crossing his arms – or rather, Lilly’s arms – and gave a toothy grin. "Well, David, I'm all about football. Nothing beats the adrenaline, the tackles, the crowd going wild. But, uh," he glanced down at his chest again, "not sure I'm ready to play catch with these things!" He cupped his newfound chest and bounced them in his hands, winking at me playfully.
"I guess the park's out," I chuckled. "But how about a drive? I know you love cars."
Chad’s face lit up. "Hell yeah, bro!!" Lilly’s body slid gracefully, yet somewhat awkwardly, into the driver’s seat of my car. "Man, I don’t even remember the last time I drove anywhere!" He fumbled with the seat and seatbelt, his frustration growing.
"Yeah, Lilly usually has the seat way up," I offered.
"Tell me about it!" Chad muttered, grumbling as he struggled to get the seatbelt over Lilly's large breasts. "And this bra, dude! Freakin' straps diggin' into my shoulders. But seriously, this...this ass? Comfy as hell!" He wiggled in his seat, shaking his head. "Never sittin' in discomfort again!"
Once we were on the road, I noticed just how different Chad’s driving was compared to Lilly’s. He swore loudly, flipping off a guy who cut him off. My polite, rule-following girlfriend would never act like that, but it was oddly entertaining to see Chad’s bravado in her body.
Back home, Chad made a beeline for the fridge. "Football game’s on, gotta grab a beer," he announced, bumping the fridge door shut with one of Lilly’s wide hips.
“Dude, look at this!” He held up the bra, staring at the tag. “Double D cups! Man, I’ve been blessed.”
Chad disappeared upstairs, reemerging in a football jersey that was straining over Lilly's chest, the number twelve warped. Each breast sported a nametag with 'Mary-Kate' and 'Ashley' scrawled on it.
He flopped down on the couch next to me, setting his beer down and crossing one leg over the other. The football game blared from the TV.
"Dude, thanks for the date. That was an absolute blast," Chad said, his voice softer, almost as if Lilly was breaking through for a moment. "I know this is kinda weird, but, you know, thanks for accepting all of me – all of us."
I smiled and squeezed his hand. "I love Lilly. And that means loving all of you. Besides, hanging out with you is kinda fun."
Chad grinned, a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. "You know it, bro."
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 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 boobs, am I right He reaches up to give me a high five. 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. He complains about trying to put the seatbelt around his new massive rack He grumbles to himself as he can't seem to get the seatbelt over his new large breasts. He also realizes how round and thick his new ass is when he comments on how he will never sit in discomfort again He complains about his bra straps though. 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 has two nametags over each boob with a nickname he gave both of them. 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. Write Chads Dialogue in frat guy voice
Response: David and I had been planning this date for weeks. I could tell he was nervous, probably because he never knew which version of me he was going to meet. My girlfriend, Lilly, had Dissociative Identity Disorder. While she usually could maintain control, sometimes one of her other personalities took over. Today, it was Chad's turn. As the server walked away with our orders, I noticed a shift in Lilly's posture. Her soft, warm smile morphed into a confident smirk. Chad had arrived. "Holy crap, bro!" Chad exclaimed, looking down at his chest. His - now Lilly's - hands immediately went to her breasts. "I can't believe I'm a chick. Crazy feeling, but dude, look at these boobs. Am I right?" He raised his hand for a high-five that was so incongruous with Lilly's delicate manicure that I couldn't help but laugh and slap his hand. Chad grinned at me. "So, Chad," I said, trying to keep the conversation flowing smoothly. "Tell me more about yourself." Chad leaned back, crossing his arms – or rather, Lilly’s arms – and gave a toothy grin. "Well, David, I'm all about football. Nothing beats the adrenaline, the tackles, the crowd going wild. But, uh," he glanced down at his chest again, "not sure I'm ready to play catch with these things!" He cupped his newfound chest and bounced them in his hands, winking at me playfully. "I guess the park's out," I chuckled. "But how about a drive? I know you love cars." Chad’s face lit up. "Hell yeah, bro!!" Lilly’s body slid gracefully, yet somewhat awkwardly, into the driver’s seat of my car. "Man, I don’t even remember the last time I drove anywhere!" He fumbled with the seat and seatbelt, his frustration growing. "Yeah, Lilly usually has the seat way up," I offered. "Tell me about it!" Chad muttered, grumbling as he struggled to get the seatbelt over Lilly's large breasts. "And this bra, dude! Freakin' straps diggin' into my shoulders. But seriously, this...this ass? Comfy as hell!" He wiggled in his seat, shaking his head. "Never sittin' in discomfort again!" Once we were on the road, I noticed just how different Chad’s driving was compared to Lilly’s. He swore loudly, flipping off a guy who cut him off. My polite, rule-following girlfriend would never act like that, but it was oddly entertaining to see Chad’s bravado in her body. Back home, Chad made a beeline for the fridge. "Football game’s on, gotta grab a beer," he announced, bumping the fridge door shut with one of Lilly’s wide hips. “Dude, look at this!” He held up the bra, staring at the tag. “Double D cups! Man, I’ve been blessed.” Chad disappeared upstairs, reemerging in a football jersey that was straining over Lilly's chest, the number twelve warped. Each breast sported a nametag with 'Mary-Kate' and 'Ashley' scrawled on it. He flopped down on the couch next to me, setting his beer down and crossing one leg over the other. The football game blared from the TV. "Dude, thanks for the date. That was an absolute blast," Chad said, his voice softer, almost as if Lilly was breaking through for a moment. "I know this is kinda weird, but, you know, thanks for accepting all of me – all of us." I smiled and squeezed his hand. "I love Lilly. And that means loving all of you. Besides, hanging out with you is kinda fun." Chad grinned, a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. "You know it, bro."
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