Believe it or not, this is my very macho and masculine friend Dave. Or I guess the correct word is *was*, not *is*. Dave was one of the victims of a swap bomb. You see, Dave was a highly respected soldier and my best friend for years. That was until the bomb went off. Now Dave is an incredibly vivacious and curvaceous woman. Most of his old personality is intact, but he loves to dress feminine now and is attracted to men. I finally got the courage to ask him out, and now we’re heading to our first date together. I can't stop looking at his impressive rack, and he keeps calling me out for it. I still love hanging out with him though; he is mostly the same, just way hotter.
"So, Josh," Dave said, pinching his—no, her—her arm to make sure the purse was snugly over her shoulder, "where are we going on this date of ours?"
I tried to keep my eyes on her face. "Uh... I figured we could start with dinner at Luigi's and then maybe catch that new superhero movie. I heard the special effects are awesome."
Dave grinned, and it was the same mischievous grin she used to have before the swap bomb. "Sounds perfect. I mean, who can resist a good pizza? Plus, action movies are still my jam. Besides, the superhero's abs are just... wow."
I chuckled nervously, scratching the back of my head. "Yeah, superheroes, abs, special effects. Great combo."
We arrived at Luigi's, and as we walked in, I could feel the heads turning. I couldn't blame them. Dave—now Dani—had an elegance that was hard to ignore.
"So," said Dani as we settled into our seats, her dress hugging her figure in a way that made it hard to focus on the menu. "How has the dating scene been for you since, you know..." She gestured vaguely at herself.
"Truth be told, I hadn't really dated much since the bomb went off. It's been, uh, an adjustment."
Dani laughed, that hearty, full-bodied laugh that always seemed too big for her petite frame now. "Trust me, I know all about adjustments. Shopping for bras is like a tactical operation!"
I couldn't help but glance at her chest, momentarily distracted. "Uh, yeah... I can see how that would be a... challenge."
Dani rolled her eyes. "Josh, eyes up here. It’s still me, remember?" She snapped her fingers in front of my face.
I quickly looked up, fighting the heat rising in my cheeks. “Sorry, sorry! It’s, uh, taking some time to get used to.”
“Imagine how I feel!” Dani said, smirking. “I mean, do you know how many guys try to mansplain to me how to use a gun now? It’s hilarious and infuriating all at once.”
I chuckled. “I can totally see you giving them a run for their money.”
“Oh, you better believe it. I had one guy almost crying by the end of our conversation.” She winked at me, and I felt the familiar camaraderie we always had.
Dinner progressed smoothly despite my occasional slips into ogling territory, and soon we were walking to the movie theater.
"You know," Dani said, linking her arm with mine, "I half-expected this to be weird. But it's surprisingly... comfortable. Like old times but with a new twist."
"Yeah, it's surprisingly easy," I said, and then added with a grin, "I never thought I'd have to fend off other guys staring at my best friend's cleavage."
Dani laughed, playfully shoving me. "You better watch it. I might have to fend off girls checking out my hot date too."
We found our seats in the theater, and as the movie started, I couldn't help but lean over. "You know, I'm really glad we did this," I whispered.
"Me too," Dani replied, squeezing my hand. "Now, shut up and pass the popcorn. And if you look at my chest one more time, I’m hitting you with it."
The movie ended, and we walked back to the car. "That was awesome," she said. "Seeing that superheroine kick butt was inspiring. Might even consider a career change."
I grinned, imagining Dani in a superhero outfit. "You’d totally rock it."
She gave me a sly look. "Goodnight kiss?" she asked, leaning in.
I swallowed hard, a mix of nerves and excitement bubbling up. "Sure."
Our lips met, and for a moment, everything felt right. When we pulled apart, she smirked, "You definitely still got it, Josh."
"Same old Dave," I replied, feeling a sense of relief and happiness intertwine.
She grinned, then turned to head inside. "See you next week for the range, soldier!"
"See you then, Dani." As I watched her go, I realized that no matter how much things had changed, the most important things were still the same. Just way hotter.
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: Believe it or not this is my very macho and masculine friend Dave. Or I guess the correct word is was, not is. Dave was one of the victims of swap bomb. You see Dave was a highly respected soldier and he was best friend for years. That was until the bomb went off. Now Dave is an incredibly vivacious and curvaceous woman. Most of his old personality is intact but he loves to dress feminine now and it’s attracted to men. I finally got the courage to ask him out now we’re heading to our first date together. I can't stop looking at his impressive rack and he keeps calling me out for it. I still love hanging out with him though he is mostly the same just way hotter. Write the story with tons of dialogue
Response: Believe it or not, this is my very macho and masculine friend Dave. Or I guess the correct word is *was*, not *is*. Dave was one of the victims of a swap bomb. You see, Dave was a highly respected soldier and my best friend for years. That was until the bomb went off. Now Dave is an incredibly vivacious and curvaceous woman. Most of his old personality is intact, but he loves to dress feminine now and is attracted to men. I finally got the courage to ask him out, and now we’re heading to our first date together. I can't stop looking at his impressive rack, and he keeps calling me out for it. I still love hanging out with him though; he is mostly the same, just way hotter. "So, Josh," Dave said, pinching his—no, her—her arm to make sure the purse was snugly over her shoulder, "where are we going on this date of ours?" I tried to keep my eyes on her face. "Uh... I figured we could start with dinner at Luigi's and then maybe catch that new superhero movie. I heard the special effects are awesome." Dave grinned, and it was the same mischievous grin she used to have before the swap bomb. "Sounds perfect. I mean, who can resist a good pizza? Plus, action movies are still my jam. Besides, the superhero's abs are just... wow." I chuckled nervously, scratching the back of my head. "Yeah, superheroes, abs, special effects. Great combo." We arrived at Luigi's, and as we walked in, I could feel the heads turning. I couldn't blame them. Dave—now Dani—had an elegance that was hard to ignore. "So," said Dani as we settled into our seats, her dress hugging her figure in a way that made it hard to focus on the menu. "How has the dating scene been for you since, you know..." She gestured vaguely at herself. "Truth be told, I hadn't really dated much since the bomb went off. It's been, uh, an adjustment." Dani laughed, that hearty, full-bodied laugh that always seemed too big for her petite frame now. "Trust me, I know all about adjustments. Shopping for bras is like a tactical operation!" I couldn't help but glance at her chest, momentarily distracted. "Uh, yeah... I can see how that would be a... challenge." Dani rolled her eyes. "Josh, eyes up here. It’s still me, remember?" She snapped her fingers in front of my face. I quickly looked up, fighting the heat rising in my cheeks. “Sorry, sorry! It’s, uh, taking some time to get used to.” “Imagine how I feel!” Dani said, smirking. “I mean, do you know how many guys try to mansplain to me how to use a gun now? It’s hilarious and infuriating all at once.” I chuckled. “I can totally see you giving them a run for their money.” “Oh, you better believe it. I had one guy almost crying by the end of our conversation.” She winked at me, and I felt the familiar camaraderie we always had. Dinner progressed smoothly despite my occasional slips into ogling territory, and soon we were walking to the movie theater. "You know," Dani said, linking her arm with mine, "I half-expected this to be weird. But it's surprisingly... comfortable. Like old times but with a new twist." "Yeah, it's surprisingly easy," I said, and then added with a grin, "I never thought I'd have to fend off other guys staring at my best friend's cleavage." Dani laughed, playfully shoving me. "You better watch it. I might have to fend off girls checking out my hot date too." We found our seats in the theater, and as the movie started, I couldn't help but lean over. "You know, I'm really glad we did this," I whispered. "Me too," Dani replied, squeezing my hand. "Now, shut up and pass the popcorn. And if you look at my chest one more time, I’m hitting you with it." The movie ended, and we walked back to the car. "That was awesome," she said. "Seeing that superheroine kick butt was inspiring. Might even consider a career change." I grinned, imagining Dani in a superhero outfit. "You’d totally rock it." She gave me a sly look. "Goodnight kiss?" she asked, leaning in. I swallowed hard, a mix of nerves and excitement bubbling up. "Sure." Our lips met, and for a moment, everything felt right. When we pulled apart, she smirked, "You definitely still got it, Josh." "Same old Dave," I replied, feeling a sense of relief and happiness intertwine. She grinned, then turned to head inside. "See you next week for the range, soldier!" "See you then, Dani." As I watched her go, I realized that no matter how much things had changed, the most important things were still the same. Just way hotter.
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