"The Witch, the Bikini, and the Beer Cozy: A Yachting Adventure with Larry"
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Larry had always been my best friend, and we've been through thick and thin. But this, this was a curveball neither of us had seen coming.
"Did I ever mention that my ex-wife was a witch?" Larry asked, lathering sunscreen on the incredibly feminine body that he now occupied.
I tried to maintain eye contact, I really did, but the red, white and blue bikini he was wearing made it hard. "You...you might've mentioned it in passing."
He snorted. "In passing? That woman was the devil disguised as a busty bombshell."
Laughing, I nodded in agreement as we climbed aboard his yacht. "She sure did possess some killer curves."
Larry shot me a mock-angry glare. "Eyes on the horizon, Jerry. I don't need you checking out my new ass."
As the day progressed, the beers flowed and hilarity ensued. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine a guys' trip to involve quite this much exposed...femininity. But leave it to Larry to turn something so odd into incredible fun.
His new feminine body, surprisingly, turned him into the life of the party. The more boozed up Larry got, the more he embraced his predicament. He had turned his ordeal into light-hearted humor and was rampantly flashing other boats with his, or rather his ex-wife's, full assets.
"I bet I can balance a beer can on my ass," he challenged, a twinkle in his eye.
I chuckled, curious to see him try, "You're on."
With a can balanced on his rounded behind, he proceeded to flip the can off with a twerk that left the both of us in fits of laughter.
The sight of Larry, or rather Larry's ex-wife, twerking, would be an image that was hard to forget.
Later, Larry balanced a beer can between his enlarged breasts, "Look, Jerry! A new beer cozy!"
Laughing, I snapped a few photos, "For the record."
Struggling to breathe from the laughter, Larry shook his head, "I'm definitely going to kill that witch."
The day had been a circus of laughter and spectacle, odd certainly, but also the most fun we'd ever had on a guys' trip. Despite Larry's unfortunate predicament, he found a way to turn it into hilarity, proving that no situation was too strange or awkward to find the humor in.
This vacation would certainly go down as the one with Larry's most revealing wardrobe, most unexpected party tricks, and definitely the best beach bod.
This story was generated by user zach3 with assistance by one of OpenAIās large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: Write a story with lots of dialogue where After my friend has gone through divorce I knew he would need a regular guys vacation. But when I found out that his ex wife had Also stolen his body I was in shock. We went out to the coast to have some fun on his boat but heās annoyed I keep looking at hisā¦or his ex wifeās sexy ass. How can he blame me though his wife has curves for days she's busty and curvy and just perfect and he was wearing a red white and blue bikini to really show it off. After awhile he begam to joke around about his new predicament this guys trip was defiantly the most odd, but also was the most fun too. While we were drinking he got a bit to tipsy unused to his new forms alcohol tolerance which led him to do wild things like flash another boat or try to see if he balance a beer can on his ass and then flip it with a twerk, he also found out he could store beer cans in between his breasts which was his new fun party trick.
Response: Larry had always been my best friend, and we've been through thick and thin. But this, this was a curveball neither of us had seen coming. "Did I ever mention that my ex-wife was a witch?" Larry asked, lathering sunscreen on the incredibly feminine body that he now occupied. I tried to maintain eye contact, I really did, but the red, white and blue bikini he was wearing made it hard. "You...you might've mentioned it in passing." He snorted. "In passing? That woman was the devil disguised as a busty bombshell." Laughing, I nodded in agreement as we climbed aboard his yacht. "She sure did possess some killer curves." Larry shot me a mock-angry glare. "Eyes on the horizon, Jerry. I don't need you checking out my new ass." As the day progressed, the beers flowed and hilarity ensued. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine a guys' trip to involve quite this much exposed...femininity. But leave it to Larry to turn something so odd into incredible fun. His new feminine body, surprisingly, turned him into the life of the party. The more boozed up Larry got, the more he embraced his predicament. He had turned his ordeal into light-hearted humor and was rampantly flashing other boats with his, or rather his ex-wife's, full assets. "I bet I can balance a beer can on my ass," he challenged, a twinkle in his eye. I chuckled, curious to see him try, "You're on." With a can balanced on his rounded behind, he proceeded to flip the can off with a twerk that left the both of us in fits of laughter. The sight of Larry, or rather Larry's ex-wife, twerking, would be an image that was hard to forget. Later, Larry balanced a beer can between his enlarged breasts, "Look, Jerry! A new beer cozy!" Laughing, I snapped a few photos, "For the record." Struggling to breathe from the laughter, Larry shook his head, "I'm definitely going to kill that witch." The day had been a circus of laughter and spectacle, odd certainly, but also the most fun we'd ever had on a guys' trip. Despite Larry's unfortunate predicament, he found a way to turn it into hilarity, proving that no situation was too strange or awkward to find the humor in. This vacation would certainly go down as the one with Larry's most revealing wardrobe, most unexpected party tricks, and definitely the best beach bod.
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