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"Tales of Twisted Wishes: The Wishing Coin Romance"

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Wish, Coin, Transformation, Friendship, Surprise in the style of Monet
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"Be careful what you wish for," I caution, looking Thomas dead in the eye. "That’s what I warn everyone before I tell them about my wishing coin story. Speaking of which, I don’t think I’ve shared this one with you, have I?"

Thomas’s curiosity piques, leaning forward on the bar counter. "No, I don’t think you have. What’s this about a wishing coin?"

I take a deep breath. "Me and my wife, Julia, had a pretty good relationship. But there were times when I felt she was overworked and wasn’t giving me enough attention. One day, I came across this old coin—a supposed 'wishing coin,' the shopkeeper said. It sounded silly, but I decided to give it a shot. I wished I could have two wives."

Thomas chuckles. "Dude, that’s every guy's dream, right?"

I give him a serious look. "Careful what you wish for, though. The coin gave me exactly what I asked for, but it wasn’t what I expected. It twisted my wish. Instead of conjuring another woman out of thin air, it turned my best friend, Tony, into an exact clone of Julia."

Thomas’s jaw drops. "Wait, Tony? As in, the big, burly guy who’d help you move a sofa in one go?"

I nod. "The very same. Now, he’s got Julia’s curvaceous, busty redheaded body. And let me tell you, the adjustment period was... interesting. He isn’t a bad wife, but he definitely has a much more masculine personality compared to the real Julia. It’s odd, to say the least."

Thomas shakes his head in disbelief. "How does Tony—uh, your new Julia—handle it?"

I chuckle at the memory. "Oh, he’s made it his own. Loves wearing low-cut tops to show off the 'girls,' as he calls them. He even complains about how heavy her breasts are while doing chores around the house."

Thomas laughs heartily. "That’s insane."

"Absolutely. But what’s even crazier is how much gossip he and the real Julia do now. They’ve become inseparable. Things can get odd around the house, but having two babes definitely has some advantages, even if one of them used to be my best friend."

As if on cue, the new Julia struts over, a green low-cut top perfectly accentuating the 'girls.' She carries two beers and notices the score on the screen. "Damn, we’re down by ten points again," she grumbles, handing us the beers.

Thomas stares, still trying to process everything, as Julia—well, Tony—takes a seat and glances at him.

"Sup, dude? Did my new hubby tell you the story of how I went from beer belly to boobs?" Tony—or Julia—says with a wink.

We both burst into laughter, the absurdity of it all sinking in.

Thomas takes a long swig of his beer. "Man, that is one heck of a story. Be careful what you wish for, indeed."

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.

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Prompt: Write a story with dialogue where I tell my friend about the story Be careful what you wish for. That’s what I warn everyone before I tell you about my wishing coin story. Me and my wife had a good relationship but at times I felt she was overworked and wasn’t giving me enough attention. So I wished I could have two wives. The wishing coin gave me exactly that. However, it twisted my wish. It turned my nest friend into an exact clone of my wife. It’s a blessing and a curse, he isn’t a bad wife but he definitely has a much more masculine personality compared to my wife which is odd. He seems to love having my wife's curvaceous and busty redheaded body. He wears low cut tops He complains about how heavy her breasts are while he does chores around the house. I've been shocked with how much gossip him and my real wife do now too. Things can get odd around the house now but having two babes around the house definitely has advantage even if one of them used to be a guy. I call my new wife to get us some beers and out he comes porting a green low cut top to show off his new "girls". She walks into the room sees the score to the game and complains about out team being down by 10 points. Speaking of my friend in my wife's busty body here she comes now with some beers. She looks over at my friend and says sup dude, did my new hubby tell you the story of how I went for beer belly to boobs. we both laugh.

Response: "Be careful what you wish for," I caution, looking Thomas dead in the eye. "That’s what I warn everyone before I tell them about my wishing coin story. Speaking of which, I don’t think I’ve shared this one with you, have I?" Thomas’s curiosity piques, leaning forward on the bar counter. "No, I don’t think you have. What’s this about a wishing coin?" I take a deep breath. "Me and my wife, Julia, had a pretty good relationship. But there were times when I felt she was overworked and wasn’t giving me enough attention. One day, I came across this old coin—a supposed 'wishing coin,' the shopkeeper said. It sounded silly, but I decided to give it a shot. I wished I could have two wives." Thomas chuckles. "Dude, that’s every guy's dream, right?" I give him a serious look. "Careful what you wish for, though. The coin gave me exactly what I asked for, but it wasn’t what I expected. It twisted my wish. Instead of conjuring another woman out of thin air, it turned my best friend, Tony, into an exact clone of Julia." Thomas’s jaw drops. "Wait, Tony? As in, the big, burly guy who’d help you move a sofa in one go?" I nod. "The very same. Now, he’s got Julia’s curvaceous, busty redheaded body. And let me tell you, the adjustment period was... interesting. He isn’t a bad wife, but he definitely has a much more masculine personality compared to the real Julia. It’s odd, to say the least." Thomas shakes his head in disbelief. "How does Tony—uh, your new Julia—handle it?" I chuckle at the memory. "Oh, he’s made it his own. Loves wearing low-cut tops to show off the 'girls,' as he calls them. He even complains about how heavy her breasts are while doing chores around the house." Thomas laughs heartily. "That’s insane." "Absolutely. But what’s even crazier is how much gossip he and the real Julia do now. They’ve become inseparable. Things can get odd around the house, but having two babes definitely has some advantages, even if one of them used to be my best friend." As if on cue, the new Julia struts over, a green low-cut top perfectly accentuating the 'girls.' She carries two beers and notices the score on the screen. "Damn, we’re down by ten points again," she grumbles, handing us the beers. Thomas stares, still trying to process everything, as Julia—well, Tony—takes a seat and glances at him. "Sup, dude? Did my new hubby tell you the story of how I went from beer belly to boobs?" Tony—or Julia—says with a wink. We both burst into laughter, the absurdity of it all sinking in. Thomas takes a long swig of his beer. "Man, that is one heck of a story. Be careful what you wish for, indeed."

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