Title: "Echoes in an Altered Reality"
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"Man, this water feels great, doesn't it?" My friend, Nathaniel – or should I say, Natalie, now – questioned in her new sultry voice, running her hands through her cascading red hair.
I tilted my head sideways, struggling to ignore the massive change reality had undergone. "Yeah, great," I stammered.
Natalie noticed my reserve and pursed her now glossed lips. "You're awfully quiet today. What's up?"
It seemed cruel to not tell him, or rather her, the truth. I decided to attempt a very calculated approach and indicated the broken pieces of the remote lying next to my sun lounger. "Do you remember if this remote control was here when we arrived?"
"Umm, not really. Why? It seemed to be shattered beyond repair. What's so special about it?" Natalie asked, ignorant of the universe shattering impact the nondescript device had caused.
Taking a deep breath, I took the plunge. "Actually, this remote had the power to swap people's bodies. You, me, everyone in the world."
Natalie laughed heartily in response, her new rounded bosom bouncing in the rainbow colored one piece as she did. "Yeah, right. Choose a better story next time."
It felt like a hole punched in my reality as she turned back to reenter the pool like nothing had happened.
"Unfortunately, I dropped it," I injected hastily, "and it looks like it's swapped everyone but me. You, for example..."
"For me?" She paused, arching her defined brow. "Are you trying to say that you think I...I used to be a man?"
I grimaced, scratching the back of my head. "Well, yes."
Again, the merry laugh. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard all day." She confidently strode back towards the pool, adding over her shoulder, "Loosen up, buddy. It's just a piece of old technology."
I watched her walk away, my heart heavy with the realization that the only person who could confirm my strange reality had no memory of her previous life. Try as I might, I couldn’t seem to fix it – my friend was now firmly rooted in this new, alluring body and didn’t even find it strange. The power vested in that reality remote, insignificant as it appeared, was truly terrifying.
The pool area was filled with voices - familiar and yet, alien. It was as if the world had placed itself on shuffle mode, and nobody knew but me. The reality remote was indeed insane. But now, sinking into a never-ending spiral of regrets, I wished I had never found it.
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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AI Prompts
Prompt: write a story with lots of dialogue about When I found a reality remote I didn’t know what to do with it. The reality remote swaps peoples bodies but leaves them unaware of the changes it makes them think they've always had the body they now have. I could change the world in a matter of seconds. I was so excited to use it at the pool with my friend. Unfortunately, I dropped it and it shattered it swapped everyone but me and nobody notices the difference. I can’t seem to fix it. Now my friend is stuck in his redheaded MILF body wearing a rainbow colored one piece showing off a ton on his new massive cleavage and he doesn’t even think it’s wrong that he had the body of a woman even though he’s a guy. this reality remote is insane. write a lot of dialogue
Response: "Man, this water feels great, doesn't it?" My friend, Nathaniel – or should I say, Natalie, now – questioned in her new sultry voice, running her hands through her cascading red hair. I tilted my head sideways, struggling to ignore the massive change reality had undergone. "Yeah, great," I stammered. Natalie noticed my reserve and pursed her now glossed lips. "You're awfully quiet today. What's up?" It seemed cruel to not tell him, or rather her, the truth. I decided to attempt a very calculated approach and indicated the broken pieces of the remote lying next to my sun lounger. "Do you remember if this remote control was here when we arrived?" "Umm, not really. Why? It seemed to be shattered beyond repair. What's so special about it?" Natalie asked, ignorant of the universe shattering impact the nondescript device had caused. Taking a deep breath, I took the plunge. "Actually, this remote had the power to swap people's bodies. You, me, everyone in the world." Natalie laughed heartily in response, her new rounded bosom bouncing in the rainbow colored one piece as she did. "Yeah, right. Choose a better story next time." It felt like a hole punched in my reality as she turned back to reenter the pool like nothing had happened. "Unfortunately, I dropped it," I injected hastily, "and it looks like it's swapped everyone but me. You, for example..." "For me?" She paused, arching her defined brow. "Are you trying to say that you think I...I used to be a man?" I grimaced, scratching the back of my head. "Well, yes." Again, the merry laugh. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard all day." She confidently strode back towards the pool, adding over her shoulder, "Loosen up, buddy. It's just a piece of old technology." I watched her walk away, my heart heavy with the realization that the only person who could confirm my strange reality had no memory of her previous life. Try as I might, I couldn’t seem to fix it – my friend was now firmly rooted in this new, alluring body and didn’t even find it strange. The power vested in that reality remote, insignificant as it appeared, was truly terrifying. The pool area was filled with voices - familiar and yet, alien. It was as if the world had placed itself on shuffle mode, and nobody knew but me. The reality remote was indeed insane. But now, sinking into a never-ending spiral of regrets, I wished I had never found it.
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