I had been working on my transformation app for years, sinking countless hours into coding and perfecting every detail. The pinnacle of my creation was the awareness slider, a unique feature that allowed me to control whether the subject was aware of their transformation or not. I could make people completely oblivious to any changes, and today, I decided to test that feature on my best friend, Jeff.
Jeff was a typical guy's guy—middle-aged, a bit of a beer belly, and absolutely obsessed with sports. He was the perfect candidate for my experiment. With a few taps on my app, Jeff’s body transformed into that of a hot, busty blonde babe in red lingerie. I dialed the awareness slider to “unaware” and braced myself for what would happen next.
Curious, I walked into the living room where Jeff was watching his favorite football team.
"Man, they better not screw this up," Jeff grumbled, his voice still sounding as deep and gravelly as ever despite his new form.
Just then, his team threw an interception, and Jeff flew into a rage.
"You gotta be kiddin' me!" he yelled, jumping up from the couch. He stomped around the room, his new body jiggling and bouncing in ways completely at odds with his explosive temperament. It was a strange sight, to say the least.
He flipped the channel to the news for a brief moment and commented, as he usual does, on the appearance of the news anchor.
"Look at that gal's rack," he commented, waving the remote at the screen. “Almost as good as mine.”
Unwittingly, Jeff ran his free hand absentmindedly down his own voluptuous curves, now identical in many ways to the woman he was ogling.
Soon bored with the news, Jeff switched to the weather channel.
"Now that's an ass," he said, grinning at the screen, completely unaware that his new behind was quite the sight in itself—honestly, probably better than the weather woman’s.
As I watched, he headed to his bedroom, likely to change into more comfortable attire since whatever he'd been wearing had adapted to his new body as well. Moments later, he reemerged, clad in his old Denver Broncos shirt, except now it was a women's cut that showed off his midriff and ample cleavage. I even caught a glimpse of a pink bra strap peeking out.
"Can you believe this? They've been playing like garbage all season," he grumbled, still ranting about the game.
I couldn’t contain my laughter. Jeff turned to glare at me, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
"Wot's so funny, mate?" he said, crossing his arms over his impressive chest.
"Oh, nothing," I chuckled, wiping a tear from my eye. "You wouldn’t believe me if I told you."
He shrugged and plopped back onto the couch, utterly absorbed in the sports commentaries. I marveled at my success. The awareness slider had worked perfectly. For now, Jeff was completely unaware that anything had changed.
But the real test would be integrating the awareness setting back to normal. How would he react then?
I could hardly wait to find out.
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.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
Prompt: Write a story with dialogue where I had been working on my transformation app for years and I finally had finished my development of it. It could transform anyone into a different form. The best part is the awareness slider, I can make people aware or unsafe of their changes. I decided to test it on my friend. I changed his body in the body of a hot busty blonde babe in a red lingerie, but the best sort was I set the awareness setting to unaware. I went into the living room to see him in his sexy body still watching sports on TV he gets angry when his team throws and interception to lose the game he gets up in ager and his whole body jiggles and bounces with every single movement of fury. He flips into the news for a second and comments on the news anchors rack, which is similar to his own, he also likes the weather woman's ass which his own ass was much better than. His clothes also changed with the swap he goes to change and walks out in his old Denver Broncos shirt but now its in a women's cut that shows off his midriff and plenty of cleavage I even saw some of his pink bra strap. the shorts he wore were now cutoff booty shorts He thinks this is all normal and that he has always had this busty body. Give my friend a Middle aged man accent in his dialogue.
Response: I had been working on my transformation app for years, sinking countless hours into coding and perfecting every detail. The pinnacle of my creation was the awareness slider, a unique feature that allowed me to control whether the subject was aware of their transformation or not. I could make people completely oblivious to any changes, and today, I decided to test that feature on my best friend, Jeff. Jeff was a typical guy's guy—middle-aged, a bit of a beer belly, and absolutely obsessed with sports. He was the perfect candidate for my experiment. With a few taps on my app, Jeff’s body transformed into that of a hot, busty blonde babe in red lingerie. I dialed the awareness slider to “unaware” and braced myself for what would happen next. Curious, I walked into the living room where Jeff was watching his favorite football team. "Man, they better not screw this up," Jeff grumbled, his voice still sounding as deep and gravelly as ever despite his new form. Just then, his team threw an interception, and Jeff flew into a rage. "You gotta be kiddin' me!" he yelled, jumping up from the couch. He stomped around the room, his new body jiggling and bouncing in ways completely at odds with his explosive temperament. It was a strange sight, to say the least. He flipped the channel to the news for a brief moment and commented, as he usual does, on the appearance of the news anchor. "Look at that gal's rack," he commented, waving the remote at the screen. “Almost as good as mine.” Unwittingly, Jeff ran his free hand absentmindedly down his own voluptuous curves, now identical in many ways to the woman he was ogling. Soon bored with the news, Jeff switched to the weather channel. "Now that's an ass," he said, grinning at the screen, completely unaware that his new behind was quite the sight in itself—honestly, probably better than the weather woman’s. As I watched, he headed to his bedroom, likely to change into more comfortable attire since whatever he'd been wearing had adapted to his new body as well. Moments later, he reemerged, clad in his old Denver Broncos shirt, except now it was a women's cut that showed off his midriff and ample cleavage. I even caught a glimpse of a pink bra strap peeking out. "Can you believe this? They've been playing like garbage all season," he grumbled, still ranting about the game. I couldn’t contain my laughter. Jeff turned to glare at me, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. "Wot's so funny, mate?" he said, crossing his arms over his impressive chest. "Oh, nothing," I chuckled, wiping a tear from my eye. "You wouldn’t believe me if I told you." He shrugged and plopped back onto the couch, utterly absorbed in the sports commentaries. I marveled at my success. The awareness slider had worked perfectly. For now, Jeff was completely unaware that anything had changed. But the real test would be integrating the awareness setting back to normal. How would he react then? I could hardly wait to find out.
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