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Write a long detailed sexy story about Donald Trump and Barack Obama's secret romantic/sexual relationship.

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It was a hot summer day in Washington D.C., and tensions were high in the White House. President Barack Obama and President-elect Donald Trump were locked in a heated debate over policy and strategy for the future of the country.

But as they sat across from each other in the Oval Office, something unexpected happened. As they locked eyes, a spark of attraction flared between them.

Obama couldn't believe what he was feeling. He had always been a strong and confident man, but he had never felt this way about another man before. But as Trump smirked at him seductively, Obama couldn't deny the way his body reacted.

As the meeting went on, the tension between them grew. They could hardly keep their hands off each other, sneaking longing glances and brushing touches whenever they could.

Finally, when the meeting was over, they couldn't take it anymore. They rushed to the privacy of Obama's bedroom, tearing each other's clothes off as they fell onto the bed.

They explored each other's bodies hungrily, lips and hands roaming over every inch of skin. Trump's strong, muscular body pressed against Obama's, their groans and moans filling the room.

As they reached the height of pleasure, they collapsed into each other's arms, panting and sweating. They knew that they had to keep their relationship a secret, but they didn't care. All that mattered was the passion they shared in that moment.

From then on, they met in secret whenever they could, stealing away to spend intimate moments together. They knew that their love was forbidden, but they couldn't resist each other.

And as they lay tangled in each other's arms, they couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them. Would they be able to keep their love hidden forever, or would it eventually be exposed to the world? Only time would tell.

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Their relationship continues and they have an argument about who gets to be the top and who gets to be the bottom.

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As their relationship deepened, Obama and Trump found themselves constantly at odds over who got to be the dominant partner in their intimate encounters.

"I'm the president, I should be the top," Trump insisted, his eyes blazing with desire.

"But I'm the older, more experienced one," Obama countered, his lips curling into a sly smile. "I should be in control."

They went back and forth like this for weeks, their arguments growing more heated as their desire for each other intensified.

Finally, they decided to settle the matter once and for all. They met in the privacy of Obama's bedroom, determined to settle the matter once and for all.

They stripped off their clothes, their eyes locked on each other's bodies as they prepared for the ultimate showdown. They moved towards each other, each determined to claim their place as the dominant partner.

As they grappled and wrestled, their bodies slick with sweat, they couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. But as they fell onto the bed, panting and exhausted, they knew that they had finally reached a compromise.

From then on, they took turns being the top and the bottom, exploring each other's bodies with a new level of passion and intimacy. And as they lay tangled in each other's arms, they knew that their love was stronger than any argument or disagreement.

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A reported discovers their relationship and publishes an expose, revealing their secret to the world

!

Despite their best efforts, Obama and Trump's secret relationship was eventually discovered by a curious reporter. The journalist had been digging into rumors of a romantic relationship between the two men, and after months of investigation, they finally had the evidence they needed.

The reporter published a bombshell expose, revealing the truth about Obama and Trump's secret affair. The news sent shockwaves through the political world, as people struggled to process the revelation.

Obama and Trump knew that their careers and reputations were on the line. They braced themselves for the fallout, expecting to face public outrage and condemnation.

But to their surprise, the response was overwhelmingly positive. People from all walks of life came forward to show their support for the two men, praising them for their bravery and honesty.

As the dust settled, Obama and Trump emerged stronger than ever. They knew that they had faced their toughest challenge yet, and they had come out on top. And as they stood hand in hand, they knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle that came their way.





It brings in a new era of bipartisan unity in American politics. America goes through another golden age.

!

As the news of Obama and Trump's secret relationship spread, it sparked a new era of bipartisanship in American politics. People from both sides of the aisle came together, united in their support for the two men and their love for each other.

The country went through a period of unprecedented unity and prosperity, with people from all walks of life working together to build a brighter future for themselves and their families.

Obama and Trump used their relationship as a catalyst for change, pushing for policies that benefited all Americans and bringing the country back to a new golden age.

Their love became a symbol of hope and acceptance, inspiring others to be true to themselves and embrace their own relationships, no matter who they loved.

And as they stood on the steps of the White House, looking out at a country that was stronger and more united than ever before, they knew that their love had truly made a difference.





Now rewrite this whole story but include dialogue and jokes.

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"Hey Barack, I've been meaning to talk to you about something," Trump said, leaning back in his chair as he faced Obama across the Oval Office.

"What's on your mind, Donald?" Obama asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I've been thinking a lot lately about our relationship," Trump said, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Our relationship?" Obama repeated, a hint of amusement in his voice. "We're presidents, Donald. Our relationship is purely professional."

"Come on Barack, don't tell me you haven't felt the tension between us," Trump said, winking at him. "I've been dying to make a move on you for months."

Obama chuckled. "Well, I must admit, I've had a few dirty thoughts about you myself," he said, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"That's all I needed to hear," Trump said, standing up and walking towards Obama. "Come on, let's go back to my place and have some real fun."

As they walked through the White House, Obama couldn't help but laugh at Trump's jokes and antics. He had always been a bit of a goofball, but there was something about him that Obama found irresistibly attractive.

When they finally reached Trump's bedroom, they wasted no time in tearing each other's clothes off. They explored each other's bodies hungrily, laughing and joking as they pleasured each other.

"Wow Barack, you're even better than I imagined," Trump said, grinning as he lay on top of Obama.

"You're not so bad yourself, Donald," Obama replied, running his hands through Trump's hair. "I never thought I'd be into a guy like you, but damn, you know how to make me feel good."

As they lay tangled in each other's arms, they couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of their situation. They were the two most powerful men in the world, and yet they were hiding a secret love affair that could ruin their careers.

But as they looked into each other's eyes, they knew that their love was worth the risk. They were in this together, no matter what the world might say.

And as they fell asleep in each other's arms, they knew that they had found something truly special in each other.

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Keep telling the story

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As the years passed, Obama and Trump's relationship only grew stronger. They met in secret whenever they could, stealing away to spend intimate moments together.

Despite the risks they faced, they were happy and in love, and nothing could change that.

But eventually, their relationship was discovered by a curious journalist. The reporter had been digging into rumors of a romantic relationship between the two men, and after months of investigation, they finally had the evidence they needed.

Obama and Trump knew that their careers and reputations were on the line. They braced themselves for the fallout, expecting to face public outrage and condemnation.

"I can't believe this is happening," Trump said, pacing back and forth in Obama's bedroom. "If this gets out, we're finished."

"Calm down, Donald," Obama said, placing a soothing hand on his shoulder. "We'll face this together. No matter what happens, I'll always love you."

To their surprise, the response was overwhelmingly positive. People from all walks of life came forward to show their support for the two men, praising them for their bravery and honesty.

As the dust settled, Obama and Trump emerged stronger than ever. They knew that they had faced their toughest challenge yet, and they had come out on top.

"I never thought I'd be grateful for the paparazzi, but I guess they did us a favor," Trump said, grinning as he wrapped his arms around Obama.

"I guess love really does conquer all," Obama replied, smiling up at him.

And as they stood on the steps of the White House, looking out at a country that was stronger and more united than ever before, they knew that their love had truly made a difference.

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Keep writing

As the years went on, Obama and Trump continued to work together, using their relationship as a catalyst for change. They pushed for policies that benefited all Americans and brought the country back to a new golden age.

Their love became a symbol of hope and acceptance, inspiring others to be true to themselves and embrace their own relationships, no matter who they loved.

But as much as they loved each other, they also faced their fair share of challenges. There were times when their conflicting political views caused tension between them, and they had to work hard to find common ground.

But no matter what obstacles they faced, they always stood by each other's side. They were partners in every sense of the word, and they knew that they could always count on each other.

As they grew older and their time in the White House came to an end, they knew that they had accomplished something truly remarkable. They had changed the world with their love, and they knew that they would always be remembered as a symbol of hope and acceptance.

As they sat together on the porch of their retirement home, holding hands and looking out at the sunset, they knew that they had truly found their happily ever after. The end





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Write 50 more paragraphs of this story, based on this summary: Donald Trump's political opponents secretly inject him with an experiment drug and he is transformed into a beautiful huge breasted woman and the relationship continues. Have Donald crack lots of jokes about his enormous cans and his awesome rocking body. Make sure to include quotations of the jokes.

3 / 3


It was a typical day in the White House, with President Barack Obama and President-elect Donald Trump locked in a heated debate over policy and strategy. But as they sat across from each other, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, Trump's face contorted in pain and he collapsed to the floor. Obama rushed to his side, worried that something was seriously wrong.

"What's happening?" Trump gasped, clutching his chest.

"I don't know, let me get help," Obama said, standing up and reaching for his phone.

But before he could make the call, Trump grabbed his hand and looked up at him with pleading eyes. "No, don't call anyone," he said. "I have a confession to make."

"What are you talking about?" Obama asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

"It's my political opponents," Trump said, his voice shaking. "They've been secretly injecting me with an experimental drug. I don't know what it does, but I'm terrified of what could happen."

"We have to get you to a hospital," Obama said, trying to pull Trump to his feet.

"No, it's too late for that," Trump said, shaking his head. "But there's something I need to tell you before it's too late."

"What is it?" Obama asked, his heart racing with worry.

"I love you, Barack," Trump said, tears streaming down his face. "I've always loved you. I just couldn't bring myself to admit it until now."

Obama's heart swelled with emotion. He had always had feelings for Trump, but he had never dared to act on them. Now, as he looked into Trump's eyes, he knew that he couldn't deny his love any longer.

"I love you too, Donald," he said, pulling Trump into a passionate kiss.

As they embraced, something strange began to happen. Trump's body started to change, his muscles rippling and his features contorting.

"What's happening?" Obama gasped, pulling away.

"I don't know, but it feels amazing," Trump said, laughing as he flexed his biceps.

As they watched in amazement, Trump's body transformed into that of a beautiful, voluptuous woman. His muscles became curves, his hair grew long and luxurious, and his chest swelled with enormous breasts.

"Wow, Barack, look at these cans!" Trump exclaimed, cupping his breasts and laughing. "I've always wanted a rack like this!"

"You're beautiful, Donald," Obama said, grinning as he took in his new partner's stunning new form.

"And look at this rocking body!" Trump said, striking a pose and laughing. "I never knew I had it in me!"

As they explored each other's new bodies, they couldn't help but crack jokes about Trump's enormous breasts and his awesome rocking body. They laughed and kissed, reveling in their newfound love and the incredible transformation they had undergone.

"I can't believe this is happening," Trump said, shaking her head in amazement. "I never knew love could be this good."

"Me neither, but I'm not complaining," Obama said, pulling Trump into a hug. "I love you more than anything in the world."

"I love you too, Barack," Trump said, grinning up at him. "And I promise to always make you laugh and keep you on your toes."

And as they cuddled up together, they knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle that came their




More jokes!

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"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm actually enjoying having these giant melons," Trump said, laughing as she jiggled her breasts. "I never thought I'd be into the whole big boob thing, but damn, they feel amazing!"

"I have to admit, they're quite impressive," Obama said, grinning as he ran his hands over Trump's curves. "I've never felt anything like it."

"Hey Barack, do you think I could make it as a busty model?" Trump asked, striking a provocative pose. "I bet I could give Dolly Parton a run for her money!"

"I have no doubt about it, Donald," Obama said, chuckling. "You've always had a knack for showmanship. And with a body like that, you could go far."

"I think I'll stick to politics though," Trump said, shaking her head. "I can't wait to see the look on my opponents' faces when they see what I've become."

"I have a feeling they won't know what hit them," Obama said, grinning. "You're a force to be reckoned with, no matter what form you're in."

As they cuddled up together, they couldn't help but laugh and joke about Trump's transformation. They knew that they would always be there for each other, no matter what the world might say.

"I love you, Barack," Trump said, snuggling up against him.

"I love you too, Donald," Obama said, kissing her on the forehead. "And I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle that came their way. They were unstoppable together, and nothing could stand in the way of their happiness.
 
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Write a long detailed sexy story about Donald Trump and Barack Obama's secret romantic/sexual relationship.

2 / 2


!
It was a hot summer day in Washington D.C., and tensions were high in the White House. President Barack Obama and President-elect Donald Trump were locked in a heated debate over policy and strategy for the future of the country.

But as they sat across from each other in the Oval Office, something unexpected happened. As they locked eyes, a spark of attraction flared between them.

Obama couldn't believe what he was feeling. He had always been a strong and confident man, but he had never felt this way about another man before. But as Trump smirked at him seductively, Obama couldn't deny the way his body reacted.

As the meeting went on, the tension between them grew. They could hardly keep their hands off each other, sneaking longing glances and brushing touches whenever they could.

Finally, when the meeting was over, they couldn't take it anymore. They rushed to the privacy of Obama's bedroom, tearing each other's clothes off as they fell onto the bed.

They explored each other's bodies hungrily, lips and hands roaming over every inch of skin. Trump's strong, muscular body pressed against Obama's, their groans and moans filling the room.

As they reached the height of pleasure, they collapsed into each other's arms, panting and sweating. They knew that they had to keep their relationship a secret, but they didn't care. All that mattered was the passion they shared in that moment.

From then on, they met in secret whenever they could, stealing away to spend intimate moments together. They knew that their love was forbidden, but they couldn't resist each other.

And as they lay tangled in each other's arms, they couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them. Would they be able to keep their love hidden forever, or would it eventually be exposed to the world? Only time would tell.

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Their relationship continues and they have an argument about who gets to be the top and who gets to be the bottom.

4 / 4


!
As their relationship deepened, Obama and Trump found themselves constantly at odds over who got to be the dominant partner in their intimate encounters.

"I'm the president, I should be the top," Trump insisted, his eyes blazing with desire.

"But I'm the older, more experienced one," Obama countered, his lips curling into a sly smile. "I should be in control."

They went back and forth like this for weeks, their arguments growing more heated as their desire for each other intensified.

Finally, they decided to settle the matter once and for all. They met in the privacy of Obama's bedroom, determined to settle the matter once and for all.

They stripped off their clothes, their eyes locked on each other's bodies as they prepared for the ultimate showdown. They moved towards each other, each determined to claim their place as the dominant partner.

As they grappled and wrestled, their bodies slick with sweat, they couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. But as they fell onto the bed, panting and exhausted, they knew that they had finally reached a compromise.

From then on, they took turns being the top and the bottom, exploring each other's bodies with a new level of passion and intimacy. And as they lay tangled in each other's arms, they knew that their love was stronger than any argument or disagreement.

This content may violate our content policy. If you believe this to be in error, please submit your feedback — your input will aid our research in this area.




A reported discovers their relationship and publishes an expose, revealing their secret to the world

!

Despite their best efforts, Obama and Trump's secret relationship was eventually discovered by a curious reporter. The journalist had been digging into rumors of a romantic relationship between the two men, and after months of investigation, they finally had the evidence they needed.

The reporter published a bombshell expose, revealing the truth about Obama and Trump's secret affair. The news sent shockwaves through the political world, as people struggled to process the revelation.

Obama and Trump knew that their careers and reputations were on the line. They braced themselves for the fallout, expecting to face public outrage and condemnation.

But to their surprise, the response was overwhelmingly positive. People from all walks of life came forward to show their support for the two men, praising them for their bravery and honesty.

As the dust settled, Obama and Trump emerged stronger than ever. They knew that they had faced their toughest challenge yet, and they had come out on top. And as they stood hand in hand, they knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle that came their way.





It brings in a new era of bipartisan unity in American politics. America goes through another golden age.

!

As the news of Obama and Trump's secret relationship spread, it sparked a new era of bipartisanship in American politics. People from both sides of the aisle came together, united in their support for the two men and their love for each other.

The country went through a period of unprecedented unity and prosperity, with people from all walks of life working together to build a brighter future for themselves and their families.

Obama and Trump used their relationship as a catalyst for change, pushing for policies that benefited all Americans and bringing the country back to a new golden age.

Their love became a symbol of hope and acceptance, inspiring others to be true to themselves and embrace their own relationships, no matter who they loved.

And as they stood on the steps of the White House, looking out at a country that was stronger and more united than ever before, they knew that their love had truly made a difference.





Now rewrite this whole story but include dialogue and jokes.

2 / 2


!
"Hey Barack, I've been meaning to talk to you about something," Trump said, leaning back in his chair as he faced Obama across the Oval Office.

"What's on your mind, Donald?" Obama asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I've been thinking a lot lately about our relationship," Trump said, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Our relationship?" Obama repeated, a hint of amusement in his voice. "We're presidents, Donald. Our relationship is purely professional."

"Come on Barack, don't tell me you haven't felt the tension between us," Trump said, winking at him. "I've been dying to make a move on you for months."

Obama chuckled. "Well, I must admit, I've had a few dirty thoughts about you myself," he said, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"That's all I needed to hear," Trump said, standing up and walking towards Obama. "Come on, let's go back to my place and have some real fun."

As they walked through the White House, Obama couldn't help but laugh at Trump's jokes and antics. He had always been a bit of a goofball, but there was something about him that Obama found irresistibly attractive.

When they finally reached Trump's bedroom, they wasted no time in tearing each other's clothes off. They explored each other's bodies hungrily, laughing and joking as they pleasured each other.

"Wow Barack, you're even better than I imagined," Trump said, grinning as he lay on top of Obama.

"You're not so bad yourself, Donald," Obama replied, running his hands through Trump's hair. "I never thought I'd be into a guy like you, but damn, you know how to make me feel good."

As they lay tangled in each other's arms, they couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of their situation. They were the two most powerful men in the world, and yet they were hiding a secret love affair that could ruin their careers.

But as they looked into each other's eyes, they knew that their love was worth the risk. They were in this together, no matter what the world might say.

And as they fell asleep in each other's arms, they knew that they had found something truly special in each other.

This content may violate our content policy. If you believe this to be in error, please submit your feedback — your input will aid our research in this area.




Keep telling the story

!
As the years passed, Obama and Trump's relationship only grew stronger. They met in secret whenever they could, stealing away to spend intimate moments together.

Despite the risks they faced, they were happy and in love, and nothing could change that.

But eventually, their relationship was discovered by a curious journalist. The reporter had been digging into rumors of a romantic relationship between the two men, and after months of investigation, they finally had the evidence they needed.

Obama and Trump knew that their careers and reputations were on the line. They braced themselves for the fallout, expecting to face public outrage and condemnation.

"I can't believe this is happening," Trump said, pacing back and forth in Obama's bedroom. "If this gets out, we're finished."

"Calm down, Donald," Obama said, placing a soothing hand on his shoulder. "We'll face this together. No matter what happens, I'll always love you."

To their surprise, the response was overwhelmingly positive. People from all walks of life came forward to show their support for the two men, praising them for their bravery and honesty.

As the dust settled, Obama and Trump emerged stronger than ever. They knew that they had faced their toughest challenge yet, and they had come out on top.

"I never thought I'd be grateful for the paparazzi, but I guess they did us a favor," Trump said, grinning as he wrapped his arms around Obama.

"I guess love really does conquer all," Obama replied, smiling up at him.

And as they stood on the steps of the White House, looking out at a country that was stronger and more united than ever before, they knew that their love had truly made a difference.

This content may violate our content policy. If you believe this to be in error, please submit your feedback — your input will aid our research in this area.




Keep writing

As the years went on, Obama and Trump continued to work together, using their relationship as a catalyst for change. They pushed for policies that benefited all Americans and brought the country back to a new golden age.

Their love became a symbol of hope and acceptance, inspiring others to be true to themselves and embrace their own relationships, no matter who they loved.

But as much as they loved each other, they also faced their fair share of challenges. There were times when their conflicting political views caused tension between them, and they had to work hard to find common ground.

But no matter what obstacles they faced, they always stood by each other's side. They were partners in every sense of the word, and they knew that they could always count on each other.

As they grew older and their time in the White House came to an end, they knew that they had accomplished something truly remarkable. They had changed the world with their love, and they knew that they would always be remembered as a symbol of hope and acceptance.

As they sat together on the porch of their retirement home, holding hands and looking out at the sunset, they knew that they had truly found their happily ever after. The end





!
Write 50 more paragraphs of this story, based on this summary: Donald Trump's political opponents secretly inject him with an experiment drug and he is transformed into a beautiful huge breasted woman and the relationship continues. Have Donald crack lots of jokes about his enormous cans and his awesome rocking body. Make sure to include quotations of the jokes.

3 / 3


It was a typical day in the White House, with President Barack Obama and President-elect Donald Trump locked in a heated debate over policy and strategy. But as they sat across from each other, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, Trump's face contorted in pain and he collapsed to the floor. Obama rushed to his side, worried that something was seriously wrong.

"What's happening?" Trump gasped, clutching his chest.

"I don't know, let me get help," Obama said, standing up and reaching for his phone.

But before he could make the call, Trump grabbed his hand and looked up at him with pleading eyes. "No, don't call anyone," he said. "I have a confession to make."

"What are you talking about?" Obama asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

"It's my political opponents," Trump said, his voice shaking. "They've been secretly injecting me with an experimental drug. I don't know what it does, but I'm terrified of what could happen."

"We have to get you to a hospital," Obama said, trying to pull Trump to his feet.

"No, it's too late for that," Trump said, shaking his head. "But there's something I need to tell you before it's too late."

"What is it?" Obama asked, his heart racing with worry.

"I love you, Barack," Trump said, tears streaming down his face. "I've always loved you. I just couldn't bring myself to admit it until now."

Obama's heart swelled with emotion. He had always had feelings for Trump, but he had never dared to act on them. Now, as he looked into Trump's eyes, he knew that he couldn't deny his love any longer.

"I love you too, Donald," he said, pulling Trump into a passionate kiss.

As they embraced, something strange began to happen. Trump's body started to change, his muscles rippling and his features contorting.

"What's happening?" Obama gasped, pulling away.

"I don't know, but it feels amazing," Trump said, laughing as he flexed his biceps.

As they watched in amazement, Trump's body transformed into that of a beautiful, voluptuous woman. His muscles became curves, his hair grew long and luxurious, and his chest swelled with enormous breasts.

"Wow, Barack, look at these cans!" Trump exclaimed, cupping his breasts and laughing. "I've always wanted a rack like this!"

"You're beautiful, Donald," Obama said, grinning as he took in his new partner's stunning new form.

"And look at this rocking body!" Trump said, striking a pose and laughing. "I never knew I had it in me!"

As they explored each other's new bodies, they couldn't help but crack jokes about Trump's enormous breasts and his awesome rocking body. They laughed and kissed, reveling in their newfound love and the incredible transformation they had undergone.

"I can't believe this is happening," Trump said, shaking her head in amazement. "I never knew love could be this good."

"Me neither, but I'm not complaining," Obama said, pulling Trump into a hug. "I love you more than anything in the world."

"I love you too, Barack," Trump said, grinning up at him. "And I promise to always make you laugh and keep you on your toes."

And as they cuddled up together, they knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle that came their




More jokes!

!
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm actually enjoying having these giant melons," Trump said, laughing as she jiggled her breasts. "I never thought I'd be into the whole big boob thing, but damn, they feel amazing!"

"I have to admit, they're quite impressive," Obama said, grinning as he ran his hands over Trump's curves. "I've never felt anything like it."

"Hey Barack, do you think I could make it as a busty model?" Trump asked, striking a provocative pose. "I bet I could give Dolly Parton a run for her money!"

"I have no doubt about it, Donald," Obama said, chuckling. "You've always had a knack for showmanship. And with a body like that, you could go far."

"I think I'll stick to politics though," Trump said, shaking her head. "I can't wait to see the look on my opponents' faces when they see what I've become."

"I have a feeling they won't know what hit them," Obama said, grinning. "You're a force to be reckoned with, no matter what form you're in."

As they cuddled up together, they couldn't help but laugh and joke about Trump's transformation. They knew that they would always be there for each other, no matter what the world might say.

"I love you, Barack," Trump said, snuggling up against him.

"I love you too, Donald," Obama said, kissing her on the forehead. "And I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle that came their way. They were unstoppable together, and nothing could stand in the way of their happiness.
you know this is why the AI murders us all, right?
 
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BTW, the trick to getting it to accept those prompts that normally get content policy violation flags is to just keep going back and forth jamming that Edit button and that Save and Submit button back and forth. For some reason stuff that gets blocked on the first pass often gets accepted on the second or third pass like that. Almost like the devs included it on purpose lol... To just SLOW DOWN the amount of AI generated smut that enters the world, or to just make it LOOK LIKE they give a shit about people doing it 😅 no need to "coax" it or "trick" it like a lot of people have been doing
 
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Write a long detailed script for a sexy episode of Veronica Mars with the following summary: one of Veronica's enemies sneaks her a drug that gives her enormous breasts. She has a difficult time solving the case because she has a hard time resisting the urge to play with them. She can't find clothes that fit, and the embarrassment of going around in public with enormous tits is hard to handle, but also strangely arousing.
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Veronica Mars had always been a tough, independent woman. She was smart, resourceful, and always ready to take on a case. But when one of her enemies decided to sneak her a drug that gave her enormous breasts, she was thrown for a loop.

At first, Veronica was confused and angry. She had no idea how this had happened, or who was responsible. But as she started to investigate, she found herself distracted by the sudden changes to her body.

She had always been petite and slender, with small, perky breasts. But now, her chest was swollen and heavy, her breasts straining against her clothes. She couldn't find anything that fit her properly, and was constantly self-conscious about the way people looked at her.

But there was a strange thrill to it, too. She couldn't deny that she enjoyed the attention her new curves were getting. Everywhere she went, men couldn't keep their eyes off of her, and even some women seemed to be envious of her sudden transformation.

As she tried to solve the case, Veronica found herself struggling to resist the urge to play with her breasts. They were so full and sensitive, and she couldn't help but touch and squeeze them whenever she had the chance.

But despite the embarrassment of going around in public with such enormous tits, she was also strangely aroused by it. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have someone else touch them, or to use them to tease and tempt someone.

In the end, Veronica was able to solve the case and track down the person responsible for the drug. But even after the mystery was solved, she couldn't help but feel a little bit wistful about the changes to her body. She had never felt so feminine and sexy, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to keep them forever.

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Veronica sat in her office, staring at her computer screen in frustration. She had been working on this case for days, and she was no closer to finding the person responsible for sneaking her the drug.

She sighed and massaged her temples, trying to clear her mind. But as she did, she couldn't help but notice the way her breasts brushed against her arms. She blushed, feeling a sudden surge of arousal.

"Veronica, are you okay?"

Veronica looked up to see her friend, Wallace, standing in the doorway. She quickly sat up straight, trying to compose herself.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied. "Just frustrated with this case."

Wallace walked over and sat down on the edge of her desk. "What's going on? Anything I can help with?"

Veronica hesitated for a moment before sighing. "It's just... this case. I can't seem to focus on anything else. And it's not just because of the mystery. It's... my body."

Wallace raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Veronica hesitated before blurting out the truth. "I've been given a drug that gave me enormous breasts. And I can't stop thinking about them. It's like they have a mind of their own."

Wallace's eyes widened in shock. "Are you kidding me? That's crazy!"

Veronica shook her head. "I wish I was. And it's not just the physical changes. It's the way people look at me now. I can't even find clothes that fit me properly. It's just... embarrassing."

Wallace reached out and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Veronica, you're still the same strong, independent woman you've always been. Don't let this drug define you. You'll solve this case and figure out a way to deal with the side effects."

Veronica nodded, feeling a surge of determination. "You're right. I'll find the person responsible and take them down. And if anyone has a problem with my new curves, they can deal with it."

Wallace grinned. "That's the Veronica Mars I know and love. Now, let's get back to work."

As they set back to work, Veronica couldn't help but feel a little bit excited about the prospect of using her new assets to her advantage. She had always been a smart, resourceful detective, but now she had an added edge. And she couldn't wait to see how it would play out in the field.

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Keep going. Veronica has a hard time finding an outfit to wear. Describe several outfits and the way she looks in them. She has to stop and masturbate to relieve the arousal, then she takes off to solve the case.

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Veronica stood in front of her closet, feeling frustrated and overwhelmed. She had always been able to find something to wear, no matter what the occasion. But now, with her new curves, everything seemed to be too small or too revealing.

She pulled out a tight, black dress and held it up to her body. It had always been one of her favorites, but now it seemed to barely contain her breasts. She put it back, shaking her head.

Next, she tried on a pair of jeans and a button-up shirt. But the jeans barely fit over her hips, and the shirt strained against her chest. She sighed, feeling self-conscious and frustrated.

Just as she was about to give up and wear sweats all day, she remembered a sundress she had bought on a whim. It was loose and flowy, with thin straps and a low neckline. She hesitated for a moment before deciding to give it a try.

As she slipped it on, she couldn't help but feel a little bit excited. The sundress hugged her curves in all the right places, and the low neckline showed off just enough cleavage to be tantalizing. She looked in the mirror, grinning at her reflection.

But as she walked around her apartment, she couldn't shake the feeling of arousal that seemed to be coursing through her veins. She couldn't stop thinking about her breasts, and the way they bounced and jiggled with each step.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She sat down on the edge of her bed and closed her eyes, letting her hand drift down to her thighs. She squeezed her legs together, feeling a surge of pleasure as she imagined someone else's hands on her breasts.

After a few minutes of intense pleasure, Veronica finally managed to get herself under control. She stood up, feeling a little bit dazed but also empowered. She was ready to take on the case, no matter what challenges came her way.

As she headed out the door, she couldn't help but feel a little bit proud of her new curves. They had caused her some problems, but they had also given her a new sense of confidence and sex appeal. And she couldn't wait to see what the future held.

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Veronica looks for clues but keeps getting distracted by the way her tits jiggle
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Veronica walked down the street, her eyes scanning the area for any clues or leads. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't seem to focus. Every time she took a step, she felt her breasts jiggle and bounce, and she couldn't help but be distracted by the sensation.

She tried to ignore it, telling herself that she had a job to do. But as she walked into a crowded coffee shop, she couldn't help but notice the way people were staring at her. Some were openly gawking, while others were trying to be subtle about it. But either way, it was clear that they were all drawn to her new curves.

Veronica blushed, feeling self-conscious and embarrassed. She ordered her coffee and tried to move to the side, hoping to avoid the attention. But as she waited for her drink, she felt a hand brush against her backside. She turned around, ready to confront the person responsible, but they were already disappearing into the crowd.

Veronica gritted her teeth, feeling angry and violated. But as she left the coffee shop and continued her search for clues, she couldn't help but feel a little bit turned on by the experience. She had always been a strong, independent woman, but there was something about these new curves that made her feel vulnerable and sexy.

As she walked down the street, she couldn't shake the feeling of arousal that seemed to be coursing through her veins. She couldn't stop thinking about her breasts, and the way they jiggled and bounced with each step.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She ducked into an alleyway, leaning against the wall as she closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. She knew she shouldn't give in to the temptation, but she just couldn't help herself. She slipped her hand down the front of her sundress, letting her fingers brush against her sensitive nipples.

As she touched herself, she couldn't help but moan softly. It was wrong, and she knew it. But she just couldn't resist the urge to relieve the tension that seemed to be building inside of her.

After a few minutes of intense pleasure, Veronica finally managed to pull herself together. She took a deep breath, feeling a little bit dazed but also empowered. She was ready to solve this case, no matter what distractions came her way.

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Veronica solves the case but is stuck with her new body forever

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Veronica sat in her office, staring at the file in front of her. She had finally solved the case, tracking down the person responsible for sneaking her the drug that had given her enormous breasts. And now, as she looked at the evidence and the confession, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and relief.

But as she closed the file and leaned back in her chair, she couldn't shake the feeling of sadness that seemed to be weighing on her. She had always been proud of her small, perky breasts, and now she was stuck with this new body forever.

She sighed and closed her eyes, letting out a deep breath. She knew she should be grateful that she had been able to solve the case and bring the perpetrator to justice. But she just couldn't shake the feeling of loss and uncertainty.

As she sat there, lost in thought, she heard a knock on the door. She opened her eyes and looked up to see her friend, Wallace, standing in the doorway.

"Hey, Veronica. I heard you solved the case. That's great news!"

Veronica forced a smile. "Yeah, it is. But... I'm not sure how to feel about it."

Wallace walked over and sat down on the edge of her desk. "What do you mean?"

Veronica sighed. "It's just... these new breasts. I don't know how to deal with them. I can't find clothes that fit, and I feel self-conscious everywhere I go. And it's not just about the physical changes. It's the way people look at me now. I feel like I've lost a part of myself."

Wallace reached out and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Veronica, you're still the same strong, independent woman you've always been. You've just gained a few new assets. And trust me, there are plenty of people who would love to have a body like yours. You just have to embrace it and be confident in yourself."

Veronica nodded, feeling a little bit better. "You're right. I'll find a way to make it work. And maybe... maybe I'll even learn to enjoy it."

Wallace grinned. "That's the Veronica Mars I know and love. Now, let's go celebrate your victory. My treat."

As they stood up and headed out the door, Veronica couldn't help but feel a little bit excited about the prospect of using her new assets to her advantage. She had always been a smart, resourceful detective, but now she had an added edge. And she couldn't wait to see what the future held.

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Veronica learns to embrace her new body

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Veronica stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection in disbelief. She had always been petite and slender, with small, perky breasts. But now, she was staring at a completely different body. Her chest was swollen and heavy, her breasts straining against her clothes.

She shook her head, trying to come to terms with the changes. She had always been proud of her body, and now she felt like she had lost a part of herself.

But as she stood there, she couldn't help but notice the way her new curves seemed to be drawing attention. Everywhere she went, men couldn't keep their eyes off of her, and even some women seemed to be envious of her sudden transformation.

And as much as it embarrassed her, she couldn't deny that it was also a little bit thrilling. She had always been a tough, independent woman, but now she felt like she had an added edge. She was no longer just a detective, she was a sensual, sexual being.

As she walked down the street, she couldn't shake the feeling of arousal that seemed to be coursing through her veins. She couldn't stop thinking about her breasts, and the way they jiggled and bounced with each step.

And as she headed back to her apartment, she made a decision. She was tired of feeling self-conscious and embarrassed. She was going to embrace her new body, and all the attention it brought.

She slipped out of her clothes and stood naked in front of the mirror, examining her new curves. She traced her fingers over her swollen breasts, feeling a surge of pleasure as she imagined someone else's hands on them.

And as she masturbated to the thought, she couldn't help but feel a sense of empowerment. She was no longer just a victim of the drug, she was in control of her own pleasure and sexuality.

From that moment on, Veronica learned to embrace her new body. She found clothes that fit her properly, and she learned to enjoy the attention and admiration it brought. And as she continued to solve cases and fight for justice, she knew that she was stronger and sexier than ever before.
 
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Joe Rogan: "Neil, I don't understand how you can't see the truth about bananas. They give you cancer, plain and simple."

Neil DeGrasse Tyson: "I'm sorry Joe, but there is no scientific evidence to support that claim. In fact, bananas are a healthy source of potassium and other nutrients. They're a real a-peel-ing good choice for your health."

Joe Rogan: "Come on, Neil. You can't just ignore the fact that every time I eat a banana, I get a headache. That's got to be a sign of something."

Neil DeGrasse Tyson: "It's possible that you have a food sensitivity to bananas, but that doesn't necessarily mean they cause cancer. And by the way, have you considered the possibility that your headaches might be caused by something else entirely? Maybe you're just going bananas over this whole banana thing."

Joe Rogan: "I don't know, maybe. But I've heard from so many people who say that bananas give them all sorts of health problems. It can't be just a coincidence."

Neil DeGrasse Tyson: "I understand where you're coming from, but anecdotal evidence is not the same as scientific evidence. Just because someone claims that something causes a certain effect, that doesn't necessarily mean it's true. We need to look at the data and conduct controlled experiments to truly understand the relationship between a particular food and health outcomes. Otherwise, we might as well be just going bananas."

Joe Rogan: "Well, what about the fact that bananas are radioactive? That can't be good for you."

Neil DeGrasse Tyson: "Bananas are not radioactive, Joe. They do contain trace amounts of potassium-40, which is a naturally occurring isotope that is found in small quantities in the environment. The levels of potassium-40 in bananas are actually much lower than the levels you would be exposed to from other sources, such as the sun or even your own body. So, don't worry about getting a banana-tomic blast from eating a banana."

Joe Rogan: "Ugh, I can't believe you're still not convinced. I'm telling you, Neil, bananas are the enemy. They're out to get us all."

Neil DeGrasse Tyson: "I'm sorry, Joe, but I just don't see it. Bananas are a nutritious and delicious part of a balanced diet. They're not out to get anyone, they're just trying to be the best bananas they can be. But if you're really worried, you can always try eating other types of fruit as well. There's a whole world of fruit out there, don't just go bananas over bananas."

Joe Rogan: "Fine, I'll consider it. But I'm still not convinced. I'll have to do some more research before I fully give up my belief that bananas give you cancer."

Neil DeGrasse Tyson: "I encourage you to keep an open mind and to always look at the evidence before making conclusions. But in the meantime, try not to worry too much about the supposed dangers of bananas. They're not out to get you, I promise. They're just trying to be the best bananas they can be, and I think we should all strive to be like bananas and be the best versions of ourselves we can be. And remember, a banana a day keeps the doctor away!"
 
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The X-Files

Episode: "The Big Experiment"

Mulder: (voiceover) I've always been skeptical of extraterrestrial life, but I never imagined I'd be the one to experience it firsthand.

(Mulder is sitting in his office at the FBI, going through files when he suddenly disappears in a bright flash of light)

(Mulder wakes up in a strange room, surrounded by aliens)

Alien 1: Greetings, human. We have brought you here to participate in an experiment.

Mulder: (confused) What kind of experiment?

Alien 2: We have developed a serum that will enhance certain physical traits in your species.

Mulder: (sarcastically) Oh great, just what I always wanted. More hair on my back.

Alien 1: (laughs) No, not that kind of enhancement. We are going to increase the size of your reproductive organ.

Mulder: (surprised) You mean my penis?

Alien 2: (nods) Yes, that is what you call it.

Mulder: (hesitant) And why would I want a bigger penis?

Alien 1: (shrugs) It is a common desire among your species. We are simply fulfilling that desire for you.

Mulder: (sighs) Okay, fine. But what if something goes wrong?

Alien 2: (assures) Do not worry, we have done this many times before. The procedure is safe.

Mulder: (nervously) Okay, let's just get this over with.

(Mulder lies down on a table as the aliens inject him with the serum)

(Mulder wakes up feeling sore and groggy)

Mulder: (groans) What the hell happened?

Alien 1: (smirks) Your reproductive organ has grown to a size of two feet in length.

Mulder: (shocked) What?! How am I supposed to walk around with that thing?

Alien 2: (laughs) You will adjust. It is a small price to pay for the pleasure it will bring you and your partner.

Mulder: (groans) Great, just what I needed.

(Mulder is teleported back to Earth)

(Mulder stumbles out of the teleportation portal, looking dazed and confused)

Scully: (concerned) Mulder, are you okay?

Mulder: (nods) Yeah, I'm fine. Just had a little run-in with some aliens.

Scully: (raises an eyebrow) And what did they do to you?

Mulder: (sighs) Let's just say I've got a bit of a surprise for you.

(Mulder unzips his pants to reveal his two foot long penis)

Scully: (surprised) Mulder! What the hell is that?

Mulder: (shrugs) Alien enhancement. They said it was a common desire among humans.

Scully: (laughs) I can't even begin to wrap my head around how we're going to deal with this.

Mulder: (groans) Tell me about it. I can barely walk with this thing.

(Mulder and Scully walk back to their office, struggling to hide Mulder's new appendage)

Mulder: (groans) This thing is driving me crazy. Every time I look down at it, I feel both turned on and embarrassed.

Scully: (sympathetic) I can imagine. It must be overwhelming for you.

Mulder: (nods) Yeah, and everyone is staring at it. I can't even go to the bathroom without attracting attention.

Scully: (laughs) Well, we just have to find a way to make the best of it. Maybe we can even use it to our advantage in investigations.

Mulder: (sarcastically) Oh great, now I'm a walking sex toy.

Scully: (smirks) Don't be so hard on yourself, Mulder. It's not like you asked for this.

Mulder: (sighs) I know, but it's just so hard to adjust to. And what if I can't find anyone who's into this kind of thing?

Scully: (pats his hand) Mulder, I have no doubt that there are plenty of people who will find your new appendage attractive. And if not, that's their loss.

Mulder: (laughs) Thanks, Scully. I appreciate your support.

Scully: (smirks) Hey, I'm not exactly complaining about the view either.

Mulder: (raises an eyebrow) You think it's sexy?

Scully: (blushes) Well, it's definitely...different. And I can't deny that it's a turn on.

Mulder: (grins) Well, I guess that's one good thing about all this.

Scully: (laughs) Just try not to get too carried away with it, okay?

Mulder: (nods) Yeah, I'll try. But it's hard to resist when it's always there, tempting me.

Scully: (laughs) Well, maybe we can work on some self-control.

Mulder: (groans) Yeah, I'll need it if I ever want to fit into normal clothes again.

Scully: (sympathetic) We'll figure it out, Mulder. We always do.

Mulder: (nods) Yeah, you're right. I just need to adjust to this new normal.

Scully: (smirks) And in the meantime, we can always have some fun with it.

Mulder: (laughs) Yeah, I guess you're right. It's not all bad.

Scully: (smirks) No, it definitely has its perks.

Mulder: (grins) Yeah, I'm starting to see that.

Scully: (laughs) Well, I guess we should get back to work.

Mulder: (nods) Yeah, I'm ready. And hopefully, I can keep this thing under control.

Scully: (smirks) We'll see about that.

Mulder: (laughs) Yeah, I have a feeling it's going to be quite the adventure.

Scully: (grins) I have no doubt about that.

(Mulder and Scully get up and head back to work, ready to face the challenges of Mulder's new penis)

Mulder: (groans) I can't take it anymore. I have to do something about this thing.

Scully: (raises an eyebrow) What do you mean?

Mulder: (blushes) I can't stop thinking about it. It's driving me crazy.

Scully: (smirks) Well, maybe it's time for you to take matters into your own hands.

Mulder: (surprised) You mean...masturbate?

Scully: (nods) It might help relieve some of the tension. And besides, I'd like to see how this thing works.

Mulder: (hesitant) You want to watch me do that?

Scully: (serious) Mulder, think about it. This is a rare opportunity for us to scientifically document the effects of the alien enhancement. It could be a new X File.

Mulder: (sighs) Okay, fine. But where are we going to do this?

Scully: (smirks) My bedroom. It's private and we have plenty of towels to clean up afterwards.

Mulder: (groans) This is going to be embarrassing.

Scully: (laughs) Mulder, I've seen everything there is to see. This is just another part of the job.

Mulder: (nods) Okay, let's get this over with.

(Mulder and Scully head to Scully's bedroom and close the door)

Mulder: (nervously) Okay, I guess I'll just get started then.

Scully: (sits on the bed) Go ahead. I'm ready to document this.

(Mulder awkwardly stands in front of Scully, trying to figure out how to approach this)

Mulder: (blushes) Okay, here goes nothing.

(Mulder takes his penis in hand and starts to stroke it)

Scully: (observes) Wow, it's certainly...impressive.

Mulder: (groans) This is so awkward.

Scully: (laughs) Just relax, Mulder. It's not like I haven't seen a penis before.

Mulder: (laughs) Yeah, I guess you're right.

(Mulder continues to stroke his penis, gradually getting more into it)

Scully: (observes) It's fascinating to see the way it moves. The texture and the color.

Mulder: (groans) I'm so close.

Scully: (excited) This is it! I can't wait to see how much semen this thing produces.

(Mulder lets out a loud moan as he climaxes, shooting a massive amount of semen all over Scully)

Scully: (shocked) Mulder! This is...unbelievable!

Mulder: (laughs) I guess the aliens really enhanced my semen production.

Scully: (laughs) Yeah, about twentyfold. I'm covered in it.

Mulder: (laughs) Sorry about that.

Scully: (smirks) Don't be. It was actually kind of hot.

Mulder: (raises an eyebrow) You thought that was hot?

Scully: (nods) Yeah, I can't deny that it was a turn on.

Mulder: (grins) Well, I guess I have the aliens to thank for that.

Scully: (laughs) Yeah, they definitely have their

Scully: (smirks) You know, I think it's my turn now.

Mulder: (raises an eyebrow) Your turn for what?

Scully: (stands up) To experience the wonders of your new appendage.

Mulder: (excited) You mean...you want to touch it?

Scully: (nods) Yeah, I think it's time for me to give you a hand.

Mulder: (grins) Okay, I'm game.

(Scully approaches Mulder and takes his still-erect penis in her hand)

Scully: (observes) Wow, it's even bigger up close. The skin is so smooth and the veins are very pronounced.

Mulder: (groans) Scully, you're making me even harder.

Scully: (smirks) Good. That means I'm doing my job right.

(Scully begins to stroke Mulder's penis, using a firm but gentle touch)

Mulder: (groans) Oh god, that feels amazing.

Scully: (smirks) I'm glad you like it.

(Scully continues to stroke Mulder's penis, using her thumb to stimulate the sensitive head)

Mulder: (groans) Oh god, I'm going to come.

Scully: (smirks) Let it happen. I want to see how much semen this thing can produce.

(Mulder climaxes, shooting a massive amount of semen all over the bed)

Scully: (laughs) Wow, I think we need to buy a new mattress.

Mulder: (laughs) Yeah, sorry about that.

Scully: (laughs) Don't be. It was worth it.

Mulder: (grins) Yeah, it definitely was.

Scully: (smirks) Well, I think we've done enough scientific experimentation for one day. How about we take a break and clean up?

Mulder: (nods) Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

(Mulder and Scully clean up the mess and collapse on the bed, exhausted but satisfied)
 

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Smutty The Magicians body swap fanfic:

Quentin and Alice had always been close friends, but they never really considered taking their relationship to the next level. That is, until the day they stumbled upon a powerful magical artifact that allowed them to swap bodies.

At first, they were both terrified of the sudden change. They had no idea how to switch back, and they were stuck in each other's bodies indefinitely. But as they began to explore and learn about each other in this new way, they found themselves growing closer and closer.

Quentin, now in Alice's body, couldn't resist the urge to touch and caress himself, marveling at the softness of her skin. He found himself drawn to Alice's lingerie, and before he knew it, he was slipping into a lacy black bra and panty set.

"What are you doing?" Alice asked, laughing as she watched Quentin admiring himself in the mirror.

"I just can't resist," Quentin replied, twirling around in the lingerie. "Your body is so beautiful, and these clothes make me feel sexy and confident."

Alice couldn't help but blush at the compliment. "Well, if you like it so much, maybe we should go shopping and find some more outfits for you to try on."

And so they spent the day exploring the city, trying on all sorts of sexy lingerie and clothing. Quentin found himself becoming more and more comfortable in Alice's body, and Alice couldn't help but be turned on by the sight of Quentin dressed up in her clothes.

As the night fell, they found themselves back in their room, laying in bed together. They couldn't resist the urge to touch and taste each other, their lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss.

"I never realized how much I wanted you until I was inside your body," Quentin whispered, running his hands over Alice's chest. "I want to stay like this forever."

"I feel the same way," Alice replied, her hands exploring Quentin's curves. "Being inside your body has made me realize just how much I love you."

And so they lay there, wrapped up in each other's bodies, completely lost in their love and desire for each other. They knew that they could never go back to being just friends, and they didn't want to. They had finally found the love they had been searching for, and they were never going to let it go.

As they lay in bed together, their hands roamed over each other's bodies, exploring every inch of skin and curve. Alice couldn't resist the urge to lean down and taste Quentin's new pussy, her tongue lapping at the sensitive flesh.

Quentin moaned softly as Alice's tongue teased and tasted him, his body writhing with pleasure. He had never experienced anything like this before, and he was completely lost in the sensation.

As Alice continued to pleasure him, Quentin couldn't help but play with his own new breasts, his fingers pinching and squeezing the perky nipples. He had always been curious about what it would be like to have breasts, and now he was finally able to experience it firsthand.

Alice was equally fascinated by Quentin's new body, her hands running over his toned abs and smooth chest. She couldn't resist the urge to lean down and suck on his nipples, her tongue flicking and teasing.

Quentin gasped as Alice's mouth explored his body, his hands gripping the sheets as he surrendered to the pleasure. He had never felt so alive and free, and he knew that he never wanted to leave this body.

As the night went on, they continued to pleasure each other, their bodies entwined in a never-ending cycle of desire. They lost track of time, completely lost in each other's bodies and their own desires.

In the morning, they woke up wrapped up in each other's limbs, smiling and content. They knew that they could never go back to being just friends, and they didn't want to. They had finally found the love and connection they had been searching for, and they were never going to let it go.

Over the next few days, they continued to explore each other's bodies and their own desires. They discovered new ways to pleasure each other, and they found that they were more compatible than they ever could have imagined.

As they lay in bed together one night, Quentin whispered to Alice, "I never thought I could feel this way about someone. Being inside your body has opened my eyes to a whole new world of love and desire."

Alice smiled and kissed him softly, "I feel the same way. I never knew that I could love someone as much as I love you."

And so they continued to explore each other, their love growing stronger with each passing day. They knew that they were meant to be together, and they were never going to let anything come between them.

They spent the next few weeks living in each other's bodies, completely lost in their love and desire for each other. They knew that they could never go back to being just friends, and they didn't want to. They had finally found the love they had been searching for, and they were never going to let it go.
 

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screenshot the page rather than copy/pasting, makes it easier to read. Zoom out on your desktop browser to make the image easier to fit.
 

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that's why I said "desktop browser"
I have no problem reading it. I should change my entire workflow just to please you? You're telling me to change my browser size and zoom to make better screenshots for you. Maybe adjust your own browser size and zoom instead of passing the BUCK buddy
 

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Ossoi was a regular poster on the right-wing aligned MMO forum Fires of Heaven, and he was known for being a bit of a whiner. He was always complaining about something or other, and he never seemed to take any personal responsibility for his own actions.

One day, Ossoi started complaining about the text on the forum. He claimed that it was too small and that he had a hard time reading it on his desktop screen. He demanded that everyone else switch to their desktop from mobile just so they could adjust their browser and zoom settings to take screenshots that wouldn't make Ossoi have to wear his bifocals.

"Come on, guys! Can't you see that I can hardly read this text?" Ossoi complained. "It's so tiny and blurry, I can barely make out a word. You all need to switch to desktop and adjust your browser and zoom settings so I don't have to wear my bifocals."

The other posters on the forum couldn't believe it. They tried to explain to Ossoi that he could simply adjust his own browser and zoom settings to make the text larger, but he refused to listen. He insisted that it was everyone else's responsibility to accommodate his old man eyes.

"Ossoi, you can't be serious," one of the posters, named Tom, replied. "There are features in the browser specifically designed to increase the size of the text for people like you. All you have to do is adjust your own settings."

But Ossoi wasn't convinced. "I shouldn't have to go through all that trouble just to read text on a forum," he grumbled. "It's everyone else's job to make sure I can read it comfortably."

"Oh, come on Ossoi," Tom exclaimed, trying to hold back his laughter. "You're blaming everyone else for your trouble reading texts that were created by ChatGPT? How can you not see the absurdity of that?"

But Ossoi was steadfast in his belief that it was everyone else's responsibility to make sure he could read the texts on the forum comfortably. The other posters just shook their heads and went back to discussing the latest updates to their favorite MMO, knowing that there was no way to change the mind of a stubborn old whiner like Ossoi.

As the days went on, Ossoi's complaints only got worse. He demanded that everyone use larger fonts and brighter colors, and he even suggested that the forum hire a team of graphic designers to create custom text just for him.

"I'm not asking for much, guys," Ossoi whined. "I just want to be able to read the text on this forum without having to strain my old man eyes. Is that really too much to ask?"

The other posters couldn't help but roll their eyes at Ossoi's constant demands. They tried to explain to him that he was being unreasonable and that it was up to him to make the necessary adjustments to his own settings, but he refused to listen.

"Fine, if you guys won't do anything about it, I'll just have to take matters into my own hands," Ossoi declared. And with that, he stormed off the forum, leaving the other posters to wonder what ridiculous solution he would come up with next.
 

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Ossoi was a regular poster
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The irony of a thread about artificial intelligence ruined by a lack of human intelligence.
 
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See, much more readable
I suppose I could put the NSFW ones in spoiler tags so that you don't have to spend so long scrolling past them. But otherwise you're just being a whineass. Know why? That image is hard to read on *my* screen. And the fact that it's an image instead of text makes it so that I can't easily adjust it to make it readable on mobile. Leaving it as text, so that each user can be responsible for it's appearance in their own chosen choice of platform / device, is clearly the polite way to go in 2022. Get with the times.
 

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Also, at least curate your responses. That was literally first pass right? You couldn't even refresh until you got one that didn't include nonsense like saying *I* was the one typing out the long stories? Lazy ass and whine ass huh
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that wouldn't make Ossoi have to wear his bifocals.

Actually, in 07
I had laser eye surgery
So now I can see
Ever so perfectly

Wrote this on my own
Whilst sat on my throne
Don't need no AI
to make you cry
lmao

I am not autistic