Title: **My Mom, The Neighborhood Sensation**
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**Monday: The Start of Something Awkward**
"Hey, dude, can we talk?" Tommy's voice crackled over the phone.
I didn't need this. "What's up, man?"
"Uh, so... you know how everyone's been talking about your mom?" Tommy sounded nervous.
"Ugh, yeah. What's new?"
"She's... renting her body now."
"What?!"
The line went silent for a moment. Then Tommy continued, "Yeah, she's kind of, uh, letting folks borrow her for... you know, a fee."
Another pause. "Wait, what? What the actual-"
"Look, I, uh, borrowed her body today. I wanted you to hear it from me first."
I slumped onto the couch. "Why, Tommy? Why?"
"Well, I mean, the curiosity got to me. And I wanted to try out her... um, assets." Tommy stammered, clearly embarrassed.
"Uhhhh...gross, dude." I shook my head, trying to shake off the mental image.
"But hey, I got us free pizza for lunch. Mom—I mean, Mrs. L—totally has a way with the delivery guy."
Glaring at the phone, I exhaled loudly. This week was going to be torture.
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**Tuesday: A New Contender**
"Hey, is your mom—uh, Mrs. L—around?" Jake from my biology class leaned on our porch rail, making small talk.
"Um, she's kind of... busy," I said, hoping he'd take the hint.
"Well, actually, she told me to come by. Said she'd be ready at 4."
Reluctantly, I let him inside. Mom—well, today's "mom"—was in the living room, scrolling through cable channels with practiced disinterest.
"Here's the deal, Jake," she said, flexing her fingers. "You get two hours. Don't break anything, and keep the noise level to a minimum. Last guy nearly got me evicted."
Jake could barely contain his excitement as he started to settle in. "Oh, and by the way dude," he whispered, "I'll totally let you copy my notes for the next bio test."
"Great," I replied, forcing a smile. "Because that's absolutely worth all the therapy I'm gonna need."
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**Wednesday: The Gym Buff**
Todd strutted in sporting his usual gym tank and a protein shake. "Sup, bro," he grinned.
"Here for a workout?" I eyed his bag skeptically.
"Yup! Your mom’s body is perfect for testing out new routines," he said, shaking his protein blend.
Inventive guy, Todd. "She's upstairs. Good luck or whatever."
Forty-five minutes later, I heard shuffling and groaning from Mom's personal gym.
"Swole game strong today!" Todd’s voice echoed.
Mom's body emerged from the room gleaming with sweat. "I think this body's even improved my deadlift," Todd marveled, flexing in the hallway mirror.
"Cool. Could you maybe deadlift yourself out the door?"
As Todd left, he dropped a container in my hand. "Creatine mix. Trust me, you'll thank me later."
How considerate. Though honestly, it was becoming harder to keep my lunch down with each passing day.
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**Thursday: The Nerd's Revenge**
Kevin, the school’s ultimate nerd, showed up with a laptop and a headset.
"Um, if it's cool, I'm just gonna, you know, game. Is that okay?" He asked shyly.
Mom-occupied body shrugged. "As long as you don’t destroy my kill-death ratio, Kevin."
"Roger that," he nodded seriously.
Hours of competitive gaming later, Kevin emerged with a triumphant smile. "Dude, we won every single match! By the way, you owe me a favor for this epic gaming session."
"Listen, Kev. I'm not using my mom as a bargaining chip, alright?"
"Fair enough," Kevin sighed before heading out. "But if you ever want to up your gaming skills..."
I slammed the door shut, ready to drown myself in Netflix and snacks.
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**Friday: The Week’s Climax**
The final blow came with Chad, captain of the football team. "Bro! Your mom’s body is flipping amazing!"
"Yeah, Chad. Thanks for that glowing review," I muttered.
Chad draped himself across the living room couch. "I scheduled a full body massage, then it’s spa day. Her body's getting VIP treatment."
"Wonderful. Glad someone’s getting pampered."
Hours later, Mom's body returned, glowing and blissful. "Spa day's a win!" Chad declared.
"Fantastic. Please leave before I have to burn my own eyes out."
"Chill. Brought you an organic juice cleanse. Trust me, it'll change your life."
With the door finally closed, I took the juice cleanse and dumped it down the sink. No unnecessary changes, thank you very much.
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By the end of the week, I'd survived the gauntlet of friends parading through Mom's body. And while the therapy bills were sure to add up, the bribery hadn't been half bad. Who knew MILF management would come with perks? Now, if only I could somehow erase my memory...
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Prompt: write a story with lots of dialogue where My mom was known as a huge MILF throughout the neighborhood. It really made things awkward for me because my friends thought she was so hot. When my mom got word of this she used it to her advantage. She lends her body to people for money. Everyday someone new is in her body. Most of them are guys and most of them like to grope at her massive boobs and her wide hips and large ass. Most of the guys who get her body are my friends or just people throughout the neighborhood. write about each of the guys who take her body for the week. So a couple paragraphs per day with dialogue.
Response: Title: **My Mom, The Neighborhood Sensation** --- **Monday: The Start of Something Awkward** "Hey, dude, can we talk?" Tommy's voice crackled over the phone. I didn't need this. "What's up, man?" "Uh, so... you know how everyone's been talking about your mom?" Tommy sounded nervous. "Ugh, yeah. What's new?" "She's... renting her body now." "What?!" The line went silent for a moment. Then Tommy continued, "Yeah, she's kind of, uh, letting folks borrow her for... you know, a fee." Another pause. "Wait, what? What the actual-" "Look, I, uh, borrowed her body today. I wanted you to hear it from me first." I slumped onto the couch. "Why, Tommy? Why?" "Well, I mean, the curiosity got to me. And I wanted to try out her... um, assets." Tommy stammered, clearly embarrassed. "Uhhhh...gross, dude." I shook my head, trying to shake off the mental image. "But hey, I got us free pizza for lunch. Mom—I mean, Mrs. L—totally has a way with the delivery guy." Glaring at the phone, I exhaled loudly. This week was going to be torture. --- **Tuesday: A New Contender** "Hey, is your mom—uh, Mrs. L—around?" Jake from my biology class leaned on our porch rail, making small talk. "Um, she's kind of... busy," I said, hoping he'd take the hint. "Well, actually, she told me to come by. Said she'd be ready at 4." Reluctantly, I let him inside. Mom—well, today's "mom"—was in the living room, scrolling through cable channels with practiced disinterest. "Here's the deal, Jake," she said, flexing her fingers. "You get two hours. Don't break anything, and keep the noise level to a minimum. Last guy nearly got me evicted." Jake could barely contain his excitement as he started to settle in. "Oh, and by the way dude," he whispered, "I'll totally let you copy my notes for the next bio test." "Great," I replied, forcing a smile. "Because that's absolutely worth all the therapy I'm gonna need." --- **Wednesday: The Gym Buff** Todd strutted in sporting his usual gym tank and a protein shake. "Sup, bro," he grinned. "Here for a workout?" I eyed his bag skeptically. "Yup! Your mom’s body is perfect for testing out new routines," he said, shaking his protein blend. Inventive guy, Todd. "She's upstairs. Good luck or whatever." Forty-five minutes later, I heard shuffling and groaning from Mom's personal gym. "Swole game strong today!" Todd’s voice echoed. Mom's body emerged from the room gleaming with sweat. "I think this body's even improved my deadlift," Todd marveled, flexing in the hallway mirror. "Cool. Could you maybe deadlift yourself out the door?" As Todd left, he dropped a container in my hand. "Creatine mix. Trust me, you'll thank me later." How considerate. Though honestly, it was becoming harder to keep my lunch down with each passing day. --- **Thursday: The Nerd's Revenge** Kevin, the school’s ultimate nerd, showed up with a laptop and a headset. "Um, if it's cool, I'm just gonna, you know, game. Is that okay?" He asked shyly. Mom-occupied body shrugged. "As long as you don’t destroy my kill-death ratio, Kevin." "Roger that," he nodded seriously. Hours of competitive gaming later, Kevin emerged with a triumphant smile. "Dude, we won every single match! By the way, you owe me a favor for this epic gaming session." "Listen, Kev. I'm not using my mom as a bargaining chip, alright?" "Fair enough," Kevin sighed before heading out. "But if you ever want to up your gaming skills..." I slammed the door shut, ready to drown myself in Netflix and snacks. --- **Friday: The Week’s Climax** The final blow came with Chad, captain of the football team. "Bro! Your mom’s body is flipping amazing!" "Yeah, Chad. Thanks for that glowing review," I muttered. Chad draped himself across the living room couch. "I scheduled a full body massage, then it’s spa day. Her body's getting VIP treatment." "Wonderful. Glad someone’s getting pampered." Hours later, Mom's body returned, glowing and blissful. "Spa day's a win!" Chad declared. "Fantastic. Please leave before I have to burn my own eyes out." "Chill. Brought you an organic juice cleanse. Trust me, it'll change your life." With the door finally closed, I took the juice cleanse and dumped it down the sink. No unnecessary changes, thank you very much. --- By the end of the week, I'd survived the gauntlet of friends parading through Mom's body. And while the therapy bills were sure to add up, the bribery hadn't been half bad. Who knew MILF management would come with perks? Now, if only I could somehow erase my memory...
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