"The Arachnid Alteration: A Superheroine's Revelation"
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It all started last summer. My friend Alex and I were exploring an old, abandoned laboratory on the edge of town, the kind of place where rumors of government experiments and radioactive mishaps flowed like an unsettling current. I never believed any of it would be true. But I was wrong.
Alex had been bitten by a radioactive spider.
"Man, my head is killing me," Alex groaned. We were at his apartment, examining the swelling bite on his arm.
"That doesn't look good," I said, examining the angry red bump oozing something dark and foreboding.
A day later, Alex woke up feeling differentâin more ways than one.
"Jake, come here!" Alex's voice was unrecognizable, softer and higher-pitched. As I entered his room, my jaw dropped.
"Alex?" I stuttered, staring at the stunning redhead standing where my lanky friend once was, her fiery red hair cascading like a torrent of autumn fire.
"Jake, it's me," Alex said, her voice trembling. "Something weird is happening. I've got these... these powers now." Her hand shot out, and from her wrist spouted a web streamer that adhered to the ceiling fan, pulling her body upwards.
"Incredible," I breathed. "But, um, haven't you noticed anything else?"
She sighed, looking down for the zillionth time that morning. "Well, yeah. The whole 'being a chick' thing is new."
"An unbelievably attractive chick," I added unwisely.
"Not helping, Jake."
"It's just⌠This is wild," I explained, pacing the room.
"You think it's wild for you?" she asked, exasperated. "Try living it. I mean, I really like these powers, but the body? Not so much."
"You look amazing, by the way," I said.
"Seriously, not helping," she reiterated, but a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
Word about Alexâor âArachninaâ as she started calling herselfâspread like wildfire. Her new superhero suit accentuated curves that previously existed only in fevered teenage imagination. And the internet? It had a field day.
"Did you see this?" I waved my phone at Alex as she swung into my kitchen.
"What now?" she asked, mid-air.
"Headline: 'Damn, I'd let her sit on my face.' Youâve got fans, Alex."
Her cheeks flushed, her temperature control still off with the new physiology. "Great. Just what I need. Adoration for my ass."
"No joke," I said. "Another comment called you âThe spider with the dump truck booty.â And hereâs one, âI want a piece of that cake,â referring to yourâ"
"Alright, alright," she cut in, "I get it. My butt is a national sensation. What's next? A fan club?"
"Wouldnât be surprised. Just be thankful your suit isn't more revealing."
She plopped into a chair, her new dimensions making graceful movements look effortless. "This is all part of the job, I guess. Superpowers come with their sacrifices."
"Sure, but having an extraordinarily fantastic rear end isn't the worst trade-off," I said, trying to keep it light.
"Yeah, just donât tell anyone I hate this. Or Iâll kick your ass."
The threat hung in the air, and I believed it. After all, those glutes werenât just for show; they packed a punch. But the joke cracked our usual banter wide open, flooding the room with a sense of normalcy, in a wholly abnormal situation.
"So," I finally said, "Whatâs on todayâs agenda, Arachnina?"
Alex grinnedâmaybe empowered, maybe resigned, but definitely ready. "The usual: swing around town, stop some crimes, give the tabloids something new to gawk at."
And thus, we carried on in this weird, wonderful new chapter of our livesâmy friend Alex, the redheaded superheroine with powers beyond imagination, and an ass that could halt traffic.
This story was generated by user zach3 with assistance by one of OpenAIâs large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: Write a story with dialogue where My friend got bit by a radioactive spider. It gave him super powers but there was an unexpected side effect. Since the spider was a female spider it changed that part of his chromosomes and DNA as well making him a sexy redheaded woman with a huge sexy rear end and large bouncing boobs. He likes having powers but he doesnât like being a chick. I guess its part of the sacrifice when you become a superhero. And I must say the suit really accentuates his figure it makes his ass look great. There has been some online comments talking about his new great ass in that suit, one headline said damn id let her sit on my face, another called him the spider with the dump truck booty and another said they want a piece of that cake referring to his cakealicious ass cheeks Don't tell his I said that he'll kick my ass.
Response: It all started last summer. My friend Alex and I were exploring an old, abandoned laboratory on the edge of town, the kind of place where rumors of government experiments and radioactive mishaps flowed like an unsettling current. I never believed any of it would be true. But I was wrong. Alex had been bitten by a radioactive spider. "Man, my head is killing me," Alex groaned. We were at his apartment, examining the swelling bite on his arm. "That doesn't look good," I said, examining the angry red bump oozing something dark and foreboding. A day later, Alex woke up feeling differentâin more ways than one. "Jake, come here!" Alex's voice was unrecognizable, softer and higher-pitched. As I entered his room, my jaw dropped. "Alex?" I stuttered, staring at the stunning redhead standing where my lanky friend once was, her fiery red hair cascading like a torrent of autumn fire. "Jake, it's me," Alex said, her voice trembling. "Something weird is happening. I've got these... these powers now." Her hand shot out, and from her wrist spouted a web streamer that adhered to the ceiling fan, pulling her body upwards. "Incredible," I breathed. "But, um, haven't you noticed anything else?" She sighed, looking down for the zillionth time that morning. "Well, yeah. The whole 'being a chick' thing is new." "An unbelievably attractive chick," I added unwisely. "Not helping, Jake." "It's just⌠This is wild," I explained, pacing the room. "You think it's wild for you?" she asked, exasperated. "Try living it. I mean, I really like these powers, but the body? Not so much." "You look amazing, by the way," I said. "Seriously, not helping," she reiterated, but a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Word about Alexâor âArachninaâ as she started calling herselfâspread like wildfire. Her new superhero suit accentuated curves that previously existed only in fevered teenage imagination. And the internet? It had a field day. "Did you see this?" I waved my phone at Alex as she swung into my kitchen. "What now?" she asked, mid-air. "Headline: 'Damn, I'd let her sit on my face.' Youâve got fans, Alex." Her cheeks flushed, her temperature control still off with the new physiology. "Great. Just what I need. Adoration for my ass." "No joke," I said. "Another comment called you âThe spider with the dump truck booty.â And hereâs one, âI want a piece of that cake,â referring to yourâ" "Alright, alright," she cut in, "I get it. My butt is a national sensation. What's next? A fan club?" "Wouldnât be surprised. Just be thankful your suit isn't more revealing." She plopped into a chair, her new dimensions making graceful movements look effortless. "This is all part of the job, I guess. Superpowers come with their sacrifices." "Sure, but having an extraordinarily fantastic rear end isn't the worst trade-off," I said, trying to keep it light. "Yeah, just donât tell anyone I hate this. Or Iâll kick your ass." The threat hung in the air, and I believed it. After all, those glutes werenât just for show; they packed a punch. But the joke cracked our usual banter wide open, flooding the room with a sense of normalcy, in a wholly abnormal situation. "So," I finally said, "Whatâs on todayâs agenda, Arachnina?" Alex grinnedâmaybe empowered, maybe resigned, but definitely ready. "The usual: swing around town, stop some crimes, give the tabloids something new to gawk at." And thus, we carried on in this weird, wonderful new chapter of our livesâmy friend Alex, the redheaded superheroine with powers beyond imagination, and an ass that could halt traffic.
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