My Girlfriend Lilly, Aka, Chad
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Title: My Girlfriend Lilly, Aka, Chad
David Stone has lived thirty-two years on this earth, and for a majority of those, plain and ordinary were his middle names. That was until his relationship with Lilly -- or should I say, occasionally Chad.
On a beautiful Sunday, as the balmy weather painted their date perfect, Lilly underwent a transformation, and out came Chad, the male personality inhabiting her body.
"Yo, look at these puppies!" Chad cried, fondling his new assets with a wild grin. David could only look on, torn between laughter and mortification. These grand bouncers, aka his girlfriend’s Double D's, were now the entertainment for Chad's football-jacked, frat boy persona.
Having been a former football star back at his imaginary high school somewhere in the depths of Lilly's psyche, Chad proposed a game of catch. But then he assessed his newly acquired body and chose to forego the idea. "Hell, these balloons might just get in the way of a perfect throw."
David couldn't help but laugh at these antics. Even when he offered Chad to drive the car - knowing how he adored cars - there was an element of entertainment. Experiencing Chad fumbling to adjust the seat to Lilly’s designated driving position, bumbling while battling the steering wheel to see over the dash, and yelping, “How do chicks drive with these missiles?” provided the chuckles David needed.
As surprising as watching Lilly morph into Chad was, the novelty didn't fade off. Cursing at careless drivers, flipping them off -- acts Lilly would rather watch grass grow than resort to -- were Chad’s forte. He drove like he was auditioning for a James Bond film, and David just hoped his car wouldn't be sacrificed for Chad’s gleeful antics.
Back home, Chad parked himself in front of the TV, eyes glued to the local Green Bay Packers game. "These things gotta breathe, bro," Chad said, ditching his ill-fitted bra to free the Double D's. His shock upon witnessing the size of Lilly's bra was absurdly amusing to David.
In all of this chaos though, David couldn't help but experience a strange amusement—the absurdity of seeing Lilly transform into the rough and tough NFL wannabe, Chad, was unexpected, to say the least. Yet, it presented an odd way to appreciate the woman he loved during those unscripted moments when her male alter ego took over the wheel, unleashing the entertainingly unpredictable, Chad.
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: 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. 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 removes his bra. He looks down and is shocked by the sheer size of it. Double D cups is what the tag says. I love my girlfriend but seeing her act like Chad has been very fun.
Response: Title: My Girlfriend Lilly, Aka, Chad David Stone has lived thirty-two years on this earth, and for a majority of those, plain and ordinary were his middle names. That was until his relationship with Lilly -- or should I say, occasionally Chad. On a beautiful Sunday, as the balmy weather painted their date perfect, Lilly underwent a transformation, and out came Chad, the male personality inhabiting her body. "Yo, look at these puppies!" Chad cried, fondling his new assets with a wild grin. David could only look on, torn between laughter and mortification. These grand bouncers, aka his girlfriend’s Double D's, were now the entertainment for Chad's football-jacked, frat boy persona. Having been a former football star back at his imaginary high school somewhere in the depths of Lilly's psyche, Chad proposed a game of catch. But then he assessed his newly acquired body and chose to forego the idea. "Hell, these balloons might just get in the way of a perfect throw." David couldn't help but laugh at these antics. Even when he offered Chad to drive the car - knowing how he adored cars - there was an element of entertainment. Experiencing Chad fumbling to adjust the seat to Lilly’s designated driving position, bumbling while battling the steering wheel to see over the dash, and yelping, “How do chicks drive with these missiles?” provided the chuckles David needed. As surprising as watching Lilly morph into Chad was, the novelty didn't fade off. Cursing at careless drivers, flipping them off -- acts Lilly would rather watch grass grow than resort to -- were Chad’s forte. He drove like he was auditioning for a James Bond film, and David just hoped his car wouldn't be sacrificed for Chad’s gleeful antics. Back home, Chad parked himself in front of the TV, eyes glued to the local Green Bay Packers game. "These things gotta breathe, bro," Chad said, ditching his ill-fitted bra to free the Double D's. His shock upon witnessing the size of Lilly's bra was absurdly amusing to David. In all of this chaos though, David couldn't help but experience a strange amusement—the absurdity of seeing Lilly transform into the rough and tough NFL wannabe, Chad, was unexpected, to say the least. Yet, it presented an odd way to appreciate the woman he loved during those unscripted moments when her male alter ego took over the wheel, unleashing the entertainingly unpredictable, Chad.
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