The Accidental Wife Swap
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Title: The Accidental Wife Swap
When I first booked a trip to Hawaii for my friend Randy's birthday, I expected tropical beaches, luau feasts, and beachside grilling. I did not, however, expect to land on the picturesque island with Randy transformed into my new, busty wife.
"How did this happen?" I asked him - or her, rather, for the millionth time since we boarded the plane. Randy shrugged, his new bosom wobbling in reaction.
"I guess they don't call it a 'lay-over' for nothing." He winked with a lopsided grin, laughing at his own joke while inspecting his curvy reflection in a nearby mirror.
"Stop doing that!" I grumbled, annoyed.
"What, this?" Randy replied, running his hands over his hips and striking a pose. "Can't help but admire the goods, man! Have you seen these things? They're magnificent!"
Trying to ground myself in this newly bizarre reality, I flipped through the IDs handed to us by the overly apologetic flight attendant. "This can't be right...Randine?!"
"That's Randi for short" Randy responded, with a giggle. "It's like they knew I needed a girly name."
The ensuing days were nothing short of bizarre. Eating meals grilled by your best friend who is now your wife felt like a sitcom from a parallel universe. It was as if I was trapped inside a 'Bewitched' episode, where everything was absurdly out of the norm yet oddly fascinating at the same time.
"Hey Ethel!" Randy - or Randi now - called out to me from the kitchen, as he readied a platter of ribs. "The Yankees scored three in the 7th inning."
Despite the strange turn of events, the beauty of the situation started to reveal itself. Who else would know the baseball scores by heart, remember the correct amount of soy sauce in the ribs, and shake her head in disbelief when Vin Diesel blew up yet another car in 'Fast and Furious'?
And then, there were the other benefits. His laughter was infectious, his curves were captivating, and the sight of him in a bikini, would, in a word, 'knockout'.
As our trip drew to a close, I realized one happy truth; the universe had unexpectedly given me the best of both worlds - a partner who understood me, a wife who was my best friend. Strange or not, this trip had turned out to be the wildest adventure of my life. Thank god for accidental body swaps, my buddy made the best wife ever.
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: write a story with a lot of dialogue about how I didn’t expect this trip to be as strange as it was. Me and my friend were going to go on a trip to Hawaii for his birthday. Something strange occurrence happened in the flight swapped everyone’s bodies. Now my friend and I are in a couples body, he ended up as my new busty wife. He is pretty pissed but he does like his new boobs and especially likes to check out his bikini clad body in the mirror. We had to check our new IDs to figure out who we were he saw his new feminine name and he was in shock at how girly it was. Life isn't going to be simple anymore but at least I have the best wife ever, who wouldn't want a wife who knew baseball scores of the top of her head or who could grill like a champ. My buddy makes the best wife ever, and lets not forget he's got that bountiful behind those wide and curvy hips and that killer rack. He might be the best wife ever.
Response: Title: The Accidental Wife Swap When I first booked a trip to Hawaii for my friend Randy's birthday, I expected tropical beaches, luau feasts, and beachside grilling. I did not, however, expect to land on the picturesque island with Randy transformed into my new, busty wife. "How did this happen?" I asked him - or her, rather, for the millionth time since we boarded the plane. Randy shrugged, his new bosom wobbling in reaction. "I guess they don't call it a 'lay-over' for nothing." He winked with a lopsided grin, laughing at his own joke while inspecting his curvy reflection in a nearby mirror. "Stop doing that!" I grumbled, annoyed. "What, this?" Randy replied, running his hands over his hips and striking a pose. "Can't help but admire the goods, man! Have you seen these things? They're magnificent!" Trying to ground myself in this newly bizarre reality, I flipped through the IDs handed to us by the overly apologetic flight attendant. "This can't be right...Randine?!" "That's Randi for short" Randy responded, with a giggle. "It's like they knew I needed a girly name." The ensuing days were nothing short of bizarre. Eating meals grilled by your best friend who is now your wife felt like a sitcom from a parallel universe. It was as if I was trapped inside a 'Bewitched' episode, where everything was absurdly out of the norm yet oddly fascinating at the same time. "Hey Ethel!" Randy - or Randi now - called out to me from the kitchen, as he readied a platter of ribs. "The Yankees scored three in the 7th inning." Despite the strange turn of events, the beauty of the situation started to reveal itself. Who else would know the baseball scores by heart, remember the correct amount of soy sauce in the ribs, and shake her head in disbelief when Vin Diesel blew up yet another car in 'Fast and Furious'? And then, there were the other benefits. His laughter was infectious, his curves were captivating, and the sight of him in a bikini, would, in a word, 'knockout'. As our trip drew to a close, I realized one happy truth; the universe had unexpectedly given me the best of both worlds - a partner who understood me, a wife who was my best friend. Strange or not, this trip had turned out to be the wildest adventure of my life. Thank god for accidental body swaps, my buddy made the best wife ever.
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