David nervously drummed his fingers on the table outside the café. He kept an eye on the entrance, waiting for Lilly to come back from the restroom. She'd been gone for a while now, and he had a nagging suspicion Chad might make an appearance.
Sure enough, moments later, Lilly emerged—but it was the way she moved that clued David in. The confident swagger, the broad grin, the way her gaze roved over her own body—this wasn't Lilly.
"Sup, bro!" Chad greeted, his voice mimicking a deep, boisterous tone but delivered through Lilly's softer vocal cords.
David chuckled, both relieved and a bit apprehensive. "Hey, Chad. Nice to see you again."
Chad flipped Lilly's long red hair out of her face with practiced ease, only to be momentarily distracted by the sight of her prominent chest. "Holy crap, bro! I can't believe I'm a chick. Swear it’s a crazy feeling but look at the size of these knockers, am I right?!"
David made a muffled noise of agreement. Chad reached up, inviting a high-five that David automatically reciprocated, albeit more cautiously than enthusiastically.
"Can't even believe it. So, bro, tell me about your day," David asked, a bit awkwardly, striving for normalcy.
"Ehh, you know, just lyin' in wait," Chad replied, cupping Lilly's breasts indulgently. "Football season's started, right? Big fan, man. Think it’s weird if I go toss the ball around?"
David glanced at Chad's feminine form. "Uh, maybe not the best idea with... you know, those."
Chad chuckled, gesturing to Lilly’s chest and bouncing them in his hands. "Yeah, kinda hard to play when you got these things in the way!"
The two sat in an awkward silence for a moment before David spoke again, trying to change the subject. "You like driving, right? You wanna drive us home?"
Chad's eyes lit up. "Hell yeah, bro!!” Virtually sprinting, Chad hurried to slide into the driver’s seat of David's car. "Man, I don't even remember the last time I drove anywhere!"
David watched with mixed amusement and concern as Chad fumbled with the seat and seatbelt. "Need any help there?"
"These freakin' bazookas," Chad muttered, struggling to adjust without smashing the seatbelt into the new massive rack he was sporting. “Totally weird, but I gotta admit... pretty damn comfortable behind the wheel with this cute lil' butt.”
Finally managing to situate herself—lierself?—Chad drove off as David braced himself for what was clearly going to be a very different driving experience compared to Lilly's careful style.
"Watch out!" David blurted as Chad aggressively cut past another car. Predictably, Chad flipped off the driver without hesitation. David just sighed in resignation. It was a long ride back home.
When they finally arrived, Chad immediately headed for the couch. "Yo, you wanna watch some football?"
David nodded, still trying to reconcile his girlfriend’s face with Chad’s behavior.
Lilly’s delicate hands pried open a beer bottle, which Chad then used to close the fridge door with a swing of her hip. "Damn, these hips, bro! Never sittin' in discomfort again!"
David watched intrigued as Chad stripped off Lilly's clothes, grinning broadly when he read the tag on her bra. "Double D cups? Hell yeah!" Chad said proudly, struggling into a football jersey that disobediently warped over the apex of her chest.
Moments later, Chad plopped down next to David on the couch, stretching out and getting comfortable. The jersey's stretched fabric emphasized every curve, and Lilly’s long hair—now tied in a messy ponytail—added to the incongruous image.
"So, what do you think, bro?" Chad asked, flashing a vulpine grin.
David relaxed a little, letting the odd situation wash over him. "You know, Chad, I love Lilly. But I gotta say, seeing you like this has been... very interesting."
Chad raised an invisible beer in a toast. "Glad to oblige, man. Cheers to that."
As the football game blared on the TV, the sense of the bizarre became a sort of new normal, and David found himself appreciating the strange, unending surprises that came with loving someone as unique as Lilly—and by extension, Chad.
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.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
Prompt: write a story with lots of dialogue about My girlfriend Lilly suffered from multiple personalities, she has a few in her head and they come out from time to time. She usually can control it but sometimes they take over. We were on a date today and her male personality Chad took over. Chad is your typical buff and strong guy, so seeing his personality come out of her body can be jarring. Chad loves her body a whole lot especially her large prominent boobs and her wide sexy hips. He immediately cups his new chest and smirks as he flips his long red hair out of his face with is feminine French tipped pink nails. “Holy crap, bro! I can’t believe I’m a chick, I swear it’s a crazy feeling but look at the size of these knockers, am I right?!?” He reaches up to give me a high five. Chad grins at you as he stares down at your girlfriends' breasts. I ask Chad to tell me more about himself, he tells me he loves football. He offers to play catch at the park and then looks down at his curvy body and thinks otherwise. “Nice to meet you David, I would normally say let got throw the ball around in the park but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to play properly with these things!” he gestures to his chest and bounces them in his hands. After the date I offer to let him drive because I knew he loves cars. Chad is ecstatic and hops into the driver seat. “Hell yeah, bro!!” Chad excitedly exclaims as he slides his curvy body behind the wheel of your car. “Man, I don’t even remember the last time I drove anywhere!” You watch him fumble with the seat belt and seat, trying to avoid squishing his breasts while also reaching the peddles. You’ve watched your girlfriend drive plenty of times, but she has a very definite driving position that involves being sat Totally upright, almost pressed against the steering wheel to see over the dash. But Chad seems to be having trouble. He complains about trying to put the seatbelt around his new massive rack He grumbles to himself as he can't seem to get the seatbelt over his new large breasts. He also realizes how round and sect his new ass is when he comments on how he will never sit in discomfort again. After we get a move on begin to drive back home, I see Chad is a much more aggressive driver than my girlfriend, he even flips off a guy for cutting him off which my girlfriend would never do. When we get home, he puts on a football game and heads to the kitchen to get a beer bumping the fridge door closed with one of his wide hips and removes his bra. He looks down and is shocked by the sheer size of it. Double D cups is what the tag says he looks upon his new chest proudly while going upstairs to look for some more comfortable clothes. He decides to throw on a football jersey which didn't fit over his generous chest warping the number twelve on the jersey he also ties his red hair up into a messy ponytail. When he sits back down on the couch next to me. I love my girlfriend but seeing her act like Chad has been very fun.
Response: David nervously drummed his fingers on the table outside the café. He kept an eye on the entrance, waiting for Lilly to come back from the restroom. She'd been gone for a while now, and he had a nagging suspicion Chad might make an appearance. Sure enough, moments later, Lilly emerged—but it was the way she moved that clued David in. The confident swagger, the broad grin, the way her gaze roved over her own body—this wasn't Lilly. "Sup, bro!" Chad greeted, his voice mimicking a deep, boisterous tone but delivered through Lilly's softer vocal cords. David chuckled, both relieved and a bit apprehensive. "Hey, Chad. Nice to see you again." Chad flipped Lilly's long red hair out of her face with practiced ease, only to be momentarily distracted by the sight of her prominent chest. "Holy crap, bro! I can't believe I'm a chick. Swear it’s a crazy feeling but look at the size of these knockers, am I right?!" David made a muffled noise of agreement. Chad reached up, inviting a high-five that David automatically reciprocated, albeit more cautiously than enthusiastically. "Can't even believe it. So, bro, tell me about your day," David asked, a bit awkwardly, striving for normalcy. "Ehh, you know, just lyin' in wait," Chad replied, cupping Lilly's breasts indulgently. "Football season's started, right? Big fan, man. Think it’s weird if I go toss the ball around?" David glanced at Chad's feminine form. "Uh, maybe not the best idea with... you know, those." Chad chuckled, gesturing to Lilly’s chest and bouncing them in his hands. "Yeah, kinda hard to play when you got these things in the way!" The two sat in an awkward silence for a moment before David spoke again, trying to change the subject. "You like driving, right? You wanna drive us home?" Chad's eyes lit up. "Hell yeah, bro!!” Virtually sprinting, Chad hurried to slide into the driver’s seat of David's car. "Man, I don't even remember the last time I drove anywhere!" David watched with mixed amusement and concern as Chad fumbled with the seat and seatbelt. "Need any help there?" "These freakin' bazookas," Chad muttered, struggling to adjust without smashing the seatbelt into the new massive rack he was sporting. “Totally weird, but I gotta admit... pretty damn comfortable behind the wheel with this cute lil' butt.” Finally managing to situate herself—lierself?—Chad drove off as David braced himself for what was clearly going to be a very different driving experience compared to Lilly's careful style. "Watch out!" David blurted as Chad aggressively cut past another car. Predictably, Chad flipped off the driver without hesitation. David just sighed in resignation. It was a long ride back home. When they finally arrived, Chad immediately headed for the couch. "Yo, you wanna watch some football?" David nodded, still trying to reconcile his girlfriend’s face with Chad’s behavior. Lilly’s delicate hands pried open a beer bottle, which Chad then used to close the fridge door with a swing of her hip. "Damn, these hips, bro! Never sittin' in discomfort again!" David watched intrigued as Chad stripped off Lilly's clothes, grinning broadly when he read the tag on her bra. "Double D cups? Hell yeah!" Chad said proudly, struggling into a football jersey that disobediently warped over the apex of her chest. Moments later, Chad plopped down next to David on the couch, stretching out and getting comfortable. The jersey's stretched fabric emphasized every curve, and Lilly’s long hair—now tied in a messy ponytail—added to the incongruous image. "So, what do you think, bro?" Chad asked, flashing a vulpine grin. David relaxed a little, letting the odd situation wash over him. "You know, Chad, I love Lilly. But I gotta say, seeing you like this has been... very interesting." Chad raised an invisible beer in a toast. "Glad to oblige, man. Cheers to that." As the football game blared on the TV, the sense of the bizarre became a sort of new normal, and David found himself appreciating the strange, unending surprises that came with loving someone as unique as Lilly—and by extension, Chad.
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