The school bell rang, signaling the end of another uneventful Friday. I trudged through the halls, my mind buzzing with irritation. My parents had already left for their extravagant weekend. A five-star resort! Without me again. It was always the same story.
When I got home, I grabbed my phone and called Sam. He picked up on the third ring.
"Hey, dude," he said, sounding just as bored as I felt.
"Hey. Get over here, man. My parents ditched me for some ritzy resort. Again."
Sam sighed sympathetically. "Be there in ten."
True to his word, Sam arrived at my doorstep in just under ten minutes. His face lit up with curiosity when I pulled out the book from under my bed.
"What's that?" he asked, eyeing the old and dusty tome.
"This," I said with a mischievous grin, "is our ticket to some serious fun. It's a magic book. Found it in the attic last week."
Sam arched an eyebrow. "Magic book? Come on."
I flipped through the pages, stopping at the one I'd found particularly intriguing. "N
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Prompt: Write a story with dialogue where Me and my friend were super annoyed that we always had to stay home while our parents did cool things and took cool trips. When I found out my dad and my stepmom were going to this 5 star resort without me, I was pissed. I called my friend up and planned my revenge. I showed him this strange book. It was a magic book that I had found. I looked through it and found a swap spell. I then swapped us into their bodies. He wasn’t happy he had to be the woman at first but now I think he likes it. Especially flaunting his new curvy and busty body.
Response: The school bell rang, signaling the end of another uneventful Friday. I trudged through the halls, my mind buzzing with irritation. My parents had already left for their extravagant weekend. A five-star resort! Without me again. It was always the same story. When I got home, I grabbed my phone and called Sam. He picked up on the third ring. "Hey, dude," he said, sounding just as bored as I felt. "Hey. Get over here, man. My parents ditched me for some ritzy resort. Again." Sam sighed sympathetically. "Be there in ten." True to his word, Sam arrived at my doorstep in just under ten minutes. His face lit up with curiosity when I pulled out the book from under my bed. "What's that?" he asked, eyeing the old and dusty tome. "This," I said with a mischievous grin, "is our ticket to some serious fun. It's a magic book. Found it in the attic last week." Sam arched an eyebrow. "Magic book? Come on." I flipped through the pages, stopping at the one I'd found particularly intriguing. "N
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