"Switched and Seductive: A Tale of Unexpected Body Swaps"
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I was confused when I came home and my swap device was gone. I looked everywhere for it. When I walked into my room I found my wife standing there in just her underwear looking down at herself in shock and awe. Apparently, my wife wanted to see what it was like to be a guy. She swapped with my buddy. He keeps looking at his nails and down at his new boobs in delight. One of his hands goes to his ass; he wiggles his hips to feel it bounce. I think he kind of likes her body.
“Blimey, mate! What the bloody hell is this? Look at me! I’m a right proper bird now!”
He glanced down at himself, his mouth gaping. "Soddin' hell, these are brilliant!" he exclaimed, squeezing his new assets with bewildered pleasure. "It's like havin' two fluffy pillows strapped to me chest!"
“Hank, you—uh, I mean, sweetie, calm down,” I said, absolutely flabbergasted at the entire situation. My buddy, now in my wife’s body, looked at me with wide, excited eyes.
“Oh my love, relax!” he said, batting his eyelashes comically. “I feel... kinda bloody fantastic!”
He wiggled his hips again, bursting out in laughter. "Crikey, my arse! It's bouncy as a bloody trampoline!" He did a little shimmy, making it jiggle further. My wife's body had never looked so absurd.
“Seriously mate, what were you thinkin’ swappin’ without tellin’ me?”
“Ah, don’t you get your knickers in a twist,” he responded, pouting his lips exaggeratedly and admiring his reflection in the mirror. “Jus’ thought it'd be a lark, ya know? Besides, bein’ a pretty sheila is kinda fun. Look at me! Proper sexy, I am!”
My wife, now in my buddy’s body, was busy flexing her new muscles. “I dunno, kinda miss the bouncy bits myself,” she muttered, her voice still deep and gruff despite her obvious discomfort.
“Well, cheers to new experiences, eh?” My friend laughed, attempting to do a seductive hair flip only to remember he now had short hair. He settled for blowing me a kiss instead.
Resigned, I flopped into a nearby chair. “Alright, alright. Let’s get this sorted and switch back.”
“Aw, already?” He pouted, sticking out his lower lip melodramatically. “You sure? I was jus’ startin’ to get the hang of this!”
I rubbed my temples, trying to wipe away the headache forming. “What have I done to deserve this?”
“Married me, didn’t ya?” my wife’s body chuckled.
“Listen, mate,” he said, “You can’t say I don’t make life interestin’, right?”
I sighed, knowing he was right. “You’re lucky I love my wife—or I might just leave you two like this. Now get outta my undies, Hank.”
"Haha, alrigh’ alrigh’. Jus’ one more jiggle, for science." He turned to the side and did another wiggle.
“Well, that was the last thing I expected to see today,” I muttered to myself. This was going to be a long night.
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: I was confused when I came home and my swap device was gone. I looked everywhere for it. When I walked into my room I found my wife standing there in just her underwear looking down at herself in shock and awe. Apparently, my wife wanted to see what it was like to be a guy. She swapped with my buddy. He keeps looking at his nails and down at his new boobs in delight. One of his hands goes to his ass he wiggles his hips to feel it bounce. I think he kind of likes her body. Write my friends dialogue in a cursing accent.
Response: I was confused when I came home and my swap device was gone. I looked everywhere for it. When I walked into my room I found my wife standing there in just her underwear looking down at herself in shock and awe. Apparently, my wife wanted to see what it was like to be a guy. She swapped with my buddy. He keeps looking at his nails and down at his new boobs in delight. One of his hands goes to his ass; he wiggles his hips to feel it bounce. I think he kind of likes her body. “Blimey, mate! What the bloody hell is this? Look at me! I’m a right proper bird now!” He glanced down at himself, his mouth gaping. "Soddin' hell, these are brilliant!" he exclaimed, squeezing his new assets with bewildered pleasure. "It's like havin' two fluffy pillows strapped to me chest!" “Hank, you—uh, I mean, sweetie, calm down,” I said, absolutely flabbergasted at the entire situation. My buddy, now in my wife’s body, looked at me with wide, excited eyes. “Oh my love, relax!” he said, batting his eyelashes comically. “I feel... kinda bloody fantastic!” He wiggled his hips again, bursting out in laughter. "Crikey, my arse! It's bouncy as a bloody trampoline!" He did a little shimmy, making it jiggle further. My wife's body had never looked so absurd. “Seriously mate, what were you thinkin’ swappin’ without tellin’ me?” “Ah, don’t you get your knickers in a twist,” he responded, pouting his lips exaggeratedly and admiring his reflection in the mirror. “Jus’ thought it'd be a lark, ya know? Besides, bein’ a pretty sheila is kinda fun. Look at me! Proper sexy, I am!” My wife, now in my buddy’s body, was busy flexing her new muscles. “I dunno, kinda miss the bouncy bits myself,” she muttered, her voice still deep and gruff despite her obvious discomfort. “Well, cheers to new experiences, eh?” My friend laughed, attempting to do a seductive hair flip only to remember he now had short hair. He settled for blowing me a kiss instead. Resigned, I flopped into a nearby chair. “Alright, alright. Let’s get this sorted and switch back.” “Aw, already?” He pouted, sticking out his lower lip melodramatically. “You sure? I was jus’ startin’ to get the hang of this!” I rubbed my temples, trying to wipe away the headache forming. “What have I done to deserve this?” “Married me, didn’t ya?” my wife’s body chuckled. “Listen, mate,” he said, “You can’t say I don’t make life interestin’, right?” I sighed, knowing he was right. “You’re lucky I love my wife—or I might just leave you two like this. Now get outta my undies, Hank.” "Haha, alrigh’ alrigh’. Jus’ one more jiggle, for science." He turned to the side and did another wiggle. “Well, that was the last thing I expected to see today,” I muttered to myself. This was going to be a long night.
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