"Yeah, I've got a story for you," I said, leaning back in my chair, my voice holding just a hint of the incredulous caution I felt. "But before I dive in, let me just say, be careful what you wish for. Seriously."
My friend, Tony, quirked an eyebrow, obviously intrigued. "Alright, shoot. You've piqued my curiosity now."
I took a deep breath and began. "So, about that wishing coin story. It all started with this old coin I found at a flea market. The seller swore up and down it had magical properties, and Iâbeing in a whimsical moodâdecided to buy it. Things at home with Mary were good, don't get me wrong. But sometimes, I felt she was overworked and wasn't giving me enough attention. Just a fleeting, stupid thought, you know?"
Tony nodded, grinning. "Yeah, I've had moments like that. So what happened?"
"Well," I continued, "one night, I made a wish. I wish I had two wives, just for a little more attention, you know? And poof! The coin granted it, but not in the way Iâd ever expected."
"And?" Tony leaned in, eyes wide.
"It turned my best friend into an exact clone of my wife, Mary. So, now I've got Mary, and then there's Robâwho looks exactly like Mary too."
Tony looked confused, then burst into laughter. "You're kidding me, right?"
"I wish," I sighed, shaking my head. "At first, it was complete chaos. Waking up to two Marys was confusing as hell. But it's not just thatâRob, or should I say the new Mary, retained his masculine personality. It's bizarre."
Tony's laughter faded into a bemused smile. "That must be pretty weird. How does he deal with it? And how do you?"
"Oh, Rob seems to love it. He struts around in low-cut tops, showing off...well, let's just say he's very proud of his new assets. Keeps complaining about how heavy they are when he's doing chores, which I guess, I never really considered before. And you wouldn't believe how much gossip he and the real Mary get into."
Tony's eyes widened even more. "You're telling me Rob went full housewife?"
"Kinda," I replied, grinning. "He got into this whole new groove. Does all the things Mary does, but with that Rob flair. It's honestly weird hearing him gossip about the neighbors or get excited about a new recipe. But yeah, sometimes it feels like the house is overflowing with energy. And let's not forget, having two babes around does have its perks, even if one of them used to be a guy."
"Wow," Tony laughed. "I don't even know what to say. So, what's it like now? Are things settled down, or is it still as wild as it sounds?"
I glanced towards the kitchen, where Robânow Maryâwas humming a tune and getting us some beers, wearing a tight, green top that emphasized his new âgirlsâ. He seemed perfectly content.
"It's actually grown on me," I admitted. "Sure, it's unconventional, but it's our new normal. And despite the craziness, I wouldnât have it any other way. Well, maybe just a tad bit different. But hey, that's life, right?"
Tony shook his head, chuckling. "You lead one heck of an interesting life, man. I'd never have expected that twist. So, any more wishes with that coin?"
"Nope," I said firmly. "One wild ride is enough for now. But remember, Tonyâbe careful what you wish for. You never know how it might turn out."
Tony took the beer from the newly-transformed Mary, who flashed us both a mischievous grin. "I'll take that to heart," he said.
And we clinked our bottles together, both knowing that some stories are stranger than fiction.
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 I tell my friend about the story Be careful what you wish for. Thatâs what I warn everyone before I tell you about my wishing coin story. Me and my wife had a good relationship but at times I felt she was overworked and wasnât giving me enough attention. So I wished I could have two wives. The wishing coin gave me exactly that. However, it twisted my wish. It turned my nest friend into an exact clone of my wife. Itâs a blessing and a curse, he isnât a bad wife but he definitely has a much more masculine personality compared to my wife which is odd. He seems to love having my wife's curvaceous and busty redheaded body. He wears low cut tops He complains about how heavy her breasts are while he does chores around the house. I've been shocked with how much gossip him and my real wife do now too. Things can get odd around the house now but having two babes around the house definitely has advantage even if one of them used to be a guy. I call my new wife to get us some beers and out he comes porting a green low cut top to show off his new "girls"
Response: "Yeah, I've got a story for you," I said, leaning back in my chair, my voice holding just a hint of the incredulous caution I felt. "But before I dive in, let me just say, be careful what you wish for. Seriously." My friend, Tony, quirked an eyebrow, obviously intrigued. "Alright, shoot. You've piqued my curiosity now." I took a deep breath and began. "So, about that wishing coin story. It all started with this old coin I found at a flea market. The seller swore up and down it had magical properties, and Iâbeing in a whimsical moodâdecided to buy it. Things at home with Mary were good, don't get me wrong. But sometimes, I felt she was overworked and wasn't giving me enough attention. Just a fleeting, stupid thought, you know?" Tony nodded, grinning. "Yeah, I've had moments like that. So what happened?" "Well," I continued, "one night, I made a wish. I wish I had two wives, just for a little more attention, you know? And poof! The coin granted it, but not in the way Iâd ever expected." "And?" Tony leaned in, eyes wide. "It turned my best friend into an exact clone of my wife, Mary. So, now I've got Mary, and then there's Robâwho looks exactly like Mary too." Tony looked confused, then burst into laughter. "You're kidding me, right?" "I wish," I sighed, shaking my head. "At first, it was complete chaos. Waking up to two Marys was confusing as hell. But it's not just thatâRob, or should I say the new Mary, retained his masculine personality. It's bizarre." Tony's laughter faded into a bemused smile. "That must be pretty weird. How does he deal with it? And how do you?" "Oh, Rob seems to love it. He struts around in low-cut tops, showing off...well, let's just say he's very proud of his new assets. Keeps complaining about how heavy they are when he's doing chores, which I guess, I never really considered before. And you wouldn't believe how much gossip he and the real Mary get into." Tony's eyes widened even more. "You're telling me Rob went full housewife?" "Kinda," I replied, grinning. "He got into this whole new groove. Does all the things Mary does, but with that Rob flair. It's honestly weird hearing him gossip about the neighbors or get excited about a new recipe. But yeah, sometimes it feels like the house is overflowing with energy. And let's not forget, having two babes around does have its perks, even if one of them used to be a guy." "Wow," Tony laughed. "I don't even know what to say. So, what's it like now? Are things settled down, or is it still as wild as it sounds?" I glanced towards the kitchen, where Robânow Maryâwas humming a tune and getting us some beers, wearing a tight, green top that emphasized his new âgirlsâ. He seemed perfectly content. "It's actually grown on me," I admitted. "Sure, it's unconventional, but it's our new normal. And despite the craziness, I wouldnât have it any other way. Well, maybe just a tad bit different. But hey, that's life, right?" Tony shook his head, chuckling. "You lead one heck of an interesting life, man. I'd never have expected that twist. So, any more wishes with that coin?" "Nope," I said firmly. "One wild ride is enough for now. But remember, Tonyâbe careful what you wish for. You never know how it might turn out." Tony took the beer from the newly-transformed Mary, who flashed us both a mischievous grin. "I'll take that to heart," he said. And we clinked our bottles together, both knowing that some stories are stranger than fiction.
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