"You gotta be kiddin' me, man! Bro, you shoulda seen the looks I got when I rolled up to Taco Bell last night. Dude, people legit thought my family was an episode of the Twilight Zone or somethin'. My dad eatin' mom's salad like he's never seen lettuce before, and me... well, doin' my best not to spill taco sauce all over these, uh... *attributes*. It's wild. Anyway, let's hit up the arcade. I swear, if my new nails mess up my Street Fighter combo one more time, I'm gonna flip!"
"Check this out, dude. I can totally buy us beer now. We're not stuck sneakin' around anymore. Just lost nineteen-year-old me, but hello Mrs. Emily Rodriguez, aged 39 with a driver's license to prove it. Let's get the goods and drive mom's car straight to chill town, my man!"
"Dude, Victoria's Secret. Let's freakin' do it. I'm tellin' you, I know all about these bad boys now – T-shirt bras, push-ups, balconettes, you name it. Mom's knowledge just, like, downloaded into my brain or somethin'. Here's a quiz: where does mom hide the emergency cash? Behind the fake green beans in the pantry. Boom, told ya!"
"Aw man, did you see that lady checkin' me out? What's that about? Gotta keep a straight face, though. Channelin' my inner mom. 'Oh hello, Janet, yes, these rain boots are just fabulous!'"
"Dude, you keep starin' at my chest. I mean, I get it, they're... mesmerizing. Just don't make it weird, alright? Okay, headin' to FYE for some tunes, catch ya on the flip side of the food court! And seriously, next time I catch a dude my age holly oglin' these... well, let's just say payback's a beast. Ain't this a trip? Got me some... mountains, and a skirt that could double as a napkin, but hey, it's growin' on me. Literally!"
"Man, we gotta do this again while we can. Mom’s due back in her bod sometime soon, but until then, it's a whole new world. Cheers to that, eh?"
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 dialogue where Me and my buddy were going to hangout today, I told him to come and pick me up at our regular meet up spot. I was confused when I saw his care pull up but instead of seeing him his mom pulled up and said get in dude. Apparently, his mom brought home some weird amulet that swapped his family around. Now my friend is in his mom's busty body. He tells me about how people at the restaurant look at his family strangely now because of the swap and because they behave differently. He suggests we hang out at the arcade he gets mad because his new hair, boobs, and nails throw off his gaming skills. The best part is he can buy us beer now, we were 19 before but now he's a 39-year-old woman. He buys us beer with his new ID and even lets me drive his mom's car. We go to the mall and we both realize we can go to Victoria's Secret now were pretty excited about it he even picked out a few bras to buy and he explained all this new knowledge he had about bras. He says he knows all this stuff because his moms knowledge is still in his head. I wanted to test it so I rattle of questions only his mom would know. One woman comes up to talk to him and he had to do his best impression of his mom to not seem weird. He laughs and finds joy about people checking out his boobs and his ass while we walk around the mall he even catches me staring a few times It's actually pretty sweet having a friend who's a dude stuck in his middle-aged busty mothers' body. Write my friends Dialogue in his pervy teenager Accent
Response: "You gotta be kiddin' me, man! Bro, you shoulda seen the looks I got when I rolled up to Taco Bell last night. Dude, people legit thought my family was an episode of the Twilight Zone or somethin'. My dad eatin' mom's salad like he's never seen lettuce before, and me... well, doin' my best not to spill taco sauce all over these, uh... *attributes*. It's wild. Anyway, let's hit up the arcade. I swear, if my new nails mess up my Street Fighter combo one more time, I'm gonna flip!" "Check this out, dude. I can totally buy us beer now. We're not stuck sneakin' around anymore. Just lost nineteen-year-old me, but hello Mrs. Emily Rodriguez, aged 39 with a driver's license to prove it. Let's get the goods and drive mom's car straight to chill town, my man!" "Dude, Victoria's Secret. Let's freakin' do it. I'm tellin' you, I know all about these bad boys now – T-shirt bras, push-ups, balconettes, you name it. Mom's knowledge just, like, downloaded into my brain or somethin'. Here's a quiz: where does mom hide the emergency cash? Behind the fake green beans in the pantry. Boom, told ya!" "Aw man, did you see that lady checkin' me out? What's that about? Gotta keep a straight face, though. Channelin' my inner mom. 'Oh hello, Janet, yes, these rain boots are just fabulous!'" "Dude, you keep starin' at my chest. I mean, I get it, they're... mesmerizing. Just don't make it weird, alright? Okay, headin' to FYE for some tunes, catch ya on the flip side of the food court! And seriously, next time I catch a dude my age holly oglin' these... well, let's just say payback's a beast. Ain't this a trip? Got me some... mountains, and a skirt that could double as a napkin, but hey, it's growin' on me. Literally!" "Man, we gotta do this again while we can. Mom’s due back in her bod sometime soon, but until then, it's a whole new world. Cheers to that, eh?"
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