The Slime Within
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Title: The Slime Within
In the sleepy town of Carroton, where the only sounds you could hear were the nattering of crows and the occasional rustling of the wind, resided Caramel, an anthropomorphic bunny. Her caramel-brown fur reflected the warm, golden hues of her name, her innocent eyes possessed a gentle sparkle that brought a smile to the faces of anyone who saw her. Her life was peaceful, uneventful even, until one fateful day was to change everything irrevocably.
One day, the sun set unusually early, casting an eerie darkness upon Carroton. An eerie, metallic vibration cut through the silence, resonating from a large, unfamiliar object hovering in the sky. Its form was oblong and pulses of neon radiance encased it - an unidentified flying object! The townsfolk fled in terror, hiding in their rabbit holes, but Caramel, in her innocent curiosity, stood her ground, her eyes wide as she beheld the glowing entity. Suddenly, a beam of light shot out and engulfed her, lifting her off into the hovering craft.
Caramel found herself in an alien ship, her caramel-brown fur standing on end, her heart pounding. Despite her terror, she managed to retain a shred of bravery as her wide eyes took in her surroundings. She was in a laboratory, filled with strange instruments and luminous crystals. Suddenly, her captors stepped forward, their forms blurred and shifting, with an aura of bright green surrounding them.
They carried a large vat filled with a viscid green fluid, a sickeningly sweet smell emanating from it. Her captors forced this green goo into her body, their strange language echoing in the chrome halls of the ship. At first, it was only a trickle, a rivulet coursing through her veins. Then, it was a deluge, the sizzling slime forcing itself into Caramel, causing her body to bloat against her will. She could feel herself expanding with an unending torrent of slime, the incessant pulsation causing ripples to surge through her fur.
Terror and helplessness overwhelmed her as she continued to pave into a grotesque caricature of her previous slim form. She felt an immeasurable pressure building up inside, a ticking time bomb that threatened to explode at any moment. Her once lean figure bulged unnaturally as the slime filled her up remorselessly. She could feel the stretching, pulling sensation as her body reached its limit. The tension mounted ominously, the fear of the impending eruption evident in her trembling body.
With a horrifying final gurgle, Caramel could take it no more. Her body ballooned to its breaking point, unable to contain the ceaseless flow of viscous slime. And, like the booming climax in a macabre symphony, she exploded. The room was drenched in green, an echo of her final, horrifying moment. The aliens stood in stunned silence, their experiment disastrously concluded.
The once cheerful, caramel-brown anthropomorphic rabbit named Caramel was no more. Instead, a tainted blare of green lay strewn in the laboratory, perhaps a chilling reminder for her captors - that their experiment, their weird fascination with destruction, had a grim cost. Familiarity, ignorance, it all fed us to unknown depths of horror in the deadly dance between the known and unknown. After all, in the cold, inescapable cosmos, what isn't a horrific unknowable mystery beyond our comprehension?
This story was generated by user CaramelTheBun with assistance by one of OpenAIās large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALLĀ·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
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Prompt: a story where a caramel brown anthropomorphic bunny named caramel is taken by aliens and tested on with a green slime that forces itself into her, causing her to get fatter by the second until she can not hold anymore slime and explodes.
Response: Title: The Slime Within In the sleepy town of Carroton, where the only sounds you could hear were the nattering of crows and the occasional rustling of the wind, resided Caramel, an anthropomorphic bunny. Her caramel-brown fur reflected the warm, golden hues of her name, her innocent eyes possessed a gentle sparkle that brought a smile to the faces of anyone who saw her. Her life was peaceful, uneventful even, until one fateful day was to change everything irrevocably. One day, the sun set unusually early, casting an eerie darkness upon Carroton. An eerie, metallic vibration cut through the silence, resonating from a large, unfamiliar object hovering in the sky. Its form was oblong and pulses of neon radiance encased it - an unidentified flying object! The townsfolk fled in terror, hiding in their rabbit holes, but Caramel, in her innocent curiosity, stood her ground, her eyes wide as she beheld the glowing entity. Suddenly, a beam of light shot out and engulfed her, lifting her off into the hovering craft. Caramel found herself in an alien ship, her caramel-brown fur standing on end, her heart pounding. Despite her terror, she managed to retain a shred of bravery as her wide eyes took in her surroundings. She was in a laboratory, filled with strange instruments and luminous crystals. Suddenly, her captors stepped forward, their forms blurred and shifting, with an aura of bright green surrounding them. They carried a large vat filled with a viscid green fluid, a sickeningly sweet smell emanating from it. Her captors forced this green goo into her body, their strange language echoing in the chrome halls of the ship. At first, it was only a trickle, a rivulet coursing through her veins. Then, it was a deluge, the sizzling slime forcing itself into Caramel, causing her body to bloat against her will. She could feel herself expanding with an unending torrent of slime, the incessant pulsation causing ripples to surge through her fur. Terror and helplessness overwhelmed her as she continued to pave into a grotesque caricature of her previous slim form. She felt an immeasurable pressure building up inside, a ticking time bomb that threatened to explode at any moment. Her once lean figure bulged unnaturally as the slime filled her up remorselessly. She could feel the stretching, pulling sensation as her body reached its limit. The tension mounted ominously, the fear of the impending eruption evident in her trembling body. With a horrifying final gurgle, Caramel could take it no more. Her body ballooned to its breaking point, unable to contain the ceaseless flow of viscous slime. And, like the booming climax in a macabre symphony, she exploded. The room was drenched in green, an echo of her final, horrifying moment. The aliens stood in stunned silence, their experiment disastrously concluded. The once cheerful, caramel-brown anthropomorphic rabbit named Caramel was no more. Instead, a tainted blare of green lay strewn in the laboratory, perhaps a chilling reminder for her captors - that their experiment, their weird fascination with destruction, had a grim cost. Familiarity, ignorance, it all fed us to unknown depths of horror in the deadly dance between the known and unknown. After all, in the cold, inescapable cosmos, what isn't a horrific unknowable mystery beyond our comprehension?
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