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Let ChatGPT write a sexy story about the poster above you..

crazychemgirl said:
Since ChatGPT is a prude … you have to get creative in your sexy story…

Good luck!!
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Well I wanted ChatGPT to write a short story about "a chemist named CCG who loved big boobs" but ChatGPT refused to so I had to switch "boobs" to "brains". So switch it back to "boobs" as you read. Kinda odd that ChatGPT chose "Richard"...

Dr. CCG was not your typical chemist. While she was undeniably passionate about her work in the laboratory, her true love lay in the realm of intellect and intelligence. She had a deep fascination with big brains, not the kind that resulted from genetic mutations or rare medical conditions, but the kind that was cultivated through knowledge and wisdom.

CCG had always been drawn to the world of academia. From an early age, she devoured books on a wide range of subjects, from quantum physics to classical literature. Her parents, both academics themselves, nurtured her love for learning and encouraged her to explore her intellectual curiosity.

As she grew older, CCG's passion for chemistry took center stage. She pursued a Ph.D. in organic chemistry and quickly earned a reputation as a brilliant scientist. Her colleagues admired her innovative research and her ability to tackle complex chemical problems with ease. Yet, it wasn't just the science that captivated her; it was the brilliant minds behind it.

One day, while attending a conference on cutting-edge chemistry research, CCG found herself captivated by a keynote speaker named Dr. Richard Maxwell. He was renowned in the scientific community for his groundbreaking work in materials science, and his brain was unquestionably one of the biggest in the field. CCG couldn't resist the opportunity to meet him in person, even if it meant overcoming her usual shyness.

Approaching Dr. Maxwell after his talk, CCG engaged him in a conversation that transcended the boundaries of science. They talked about art, philosophy, history, and everything in between. Their chemistry, both intellectual and personal, was undeniable.

Over time, CCG and Richard's connection grew stronger. They collaborated on research projects that pushed the boundaries of their respective fields. Their partnership was electric, a fusion of two brilliant minds working in harmony.

As their professional relationship flourished, so did their personal one. CCG and Richard fell deeply in love. They shared their dreams, their fears, and their insatiable appetite for knowledge. Their love story was a symphony of ideas, an exploration of the universe through the lens of two brilliant souls.

One sunny afternoon, as they strolled through the university campus, Richard turned to CCG and said, "You know, my dear, it's not just your chemistry that captivates me. It's your insatiable curiosity, your love for big ideas, and your brilliant mind that I adore."

CCG smiled, her heart swelling with affection. "And it's your intellect, your passion for pushing the boundaries of science, and your endless pursuit of knowledge that I cherish. I suppose you could say that we're both smitten with big brains."

Their love story continued to blossom, fueled by their shared passion for both science and the grand tapestry of human thought. They became an inspiration to their colleagues and students, proof that love and intellectual curiosity could coexist in perfect harmony.

Dr. CCG, the chemist who loved big brains, had found not only scientific fulfillment but also a love that was as infinite and boundless as the universe itself. In the brilliant tapestry of their minds, they had discovered a love that was truly out of this world.
 
This is a story about a girl named OP and her “rooster” …

OP, a woman with an indomitable spirit, shared an extraordinary bond with her beloved rooster, aptly named Sir Regal. Sir Regal, with his majestic plumage and resonant crow, was more than just a feathered companion; he was a cherished confidant and a source of daily inspiration for OP. Their mornings began with a shared ritual as they strolled through dew-kissed meadows, the world awakening to Sir Regal's grand crowing symphony, a testament to their unique connection. In Sir Regal's regal presence, OP found solace, courage, and a reminder of the beauty that could be found in the simplest of moments, a woman and her rooster, bound by an unbreakable friendship.
 
Once upon a time in a picturesque kingdom, there lived a remarkable young woman named HazyRemHurl. She was known far and wide for her unique personality and her penchant for living life on her own terms.

HazyRemHurl resided in a stunning castle nestled atop a hill, overlooking a serene valley. The castle itself was adorned with ivy-covered walls and a magnificent turret that reached up towards the sky. It was as enchanting as its owner.

HazyRemHurl was a chemist by profession, and her laboratory within the castle was her sanctuary. She spent her days concocting curious potions and mixing colorful chemicals that would spark the curiosity of anyone who ventured into her realm. She was brilliant, with a deep love for the mysteries of science, always eager to unlock new secrets of the universe.

But beyond her scientific pursuits, HazyRemHurl was known for her unique culinary preferences. She had a love for macaroni and cheese that was like no other. What set her apart was her insistence on topping her mac and cheese with a generous helping of ketchup. Her friends often teased her about it, but she simply shrugged and declared it to be the perfect blend of flavors.

One of HazyRemHurl's most endearing qualities was her loyalty to her friends. She had a close-knit circle of companions who she cherished dearly. No matter how busy she was with her experiments or how peculiar her advice might be, she always made time for them. Her friends knew that they could count on her, no matter the circumstances.

Speaking of advice, HazyRemHurl had a reputation for giving the most unusually bad advice. It wasn't that she meant harm; it was just that her perspective on the world was so unique that her advice often left people scratching their heads. Yet, her friends knew that her heart was always in the right place, and they cherished her for it.

Life in the pretty castle atop the hill was a wondrous adventure for HazyRemHurl. Whether she was mixing chemicals in her laboratory, savoring her unconventional macaroni and cheese, giving her quirky advice, or sharing laughter with her loyal friends, she lived life with an exuberance that was truly her own.

And so, in her picturesque castle, HazyRemHurl continued to be the charming, unapologetically herself chemist, who loved ketchup on her mac and cheese, offered bewildering advice, and remained fiercely loyal to her friends. In her own unique way, she added a touch of magic to the world, making her a beloved figure in the kingdom and a reminder that being true to oneself was the greatest adventure of all.
 
@Indie was a woman with a unique obsession: she loved attention and butts. Her friends often teased her about this strange combination of interests, but Indie embraced it with a quirky sense of humor.

One sunny afternoon, Indie decided to host a "Butt Art Show" in her backyard. She spent weeks crafting sculptures, paintings, and even butt-themed snacks. She sent out invitations that read, "Come for the cheeks, stay for the art!"

As the day arrived, Indie's backyard filled with curious guests, all intrigued by the eccentric event. Indie stood proudly beside her art installations, which ranged from abstract buttocks to elaborate caricatures. She basked in the attention, knowing that her unique taste had brought everyone together.

The highlight of the show was a live performance where Indie showcased her dance moves, incorporating her love for butts into every step. The crowd erupted in laughter and applause, thoroughly entertained by her unapologetic enthusiasm.

Indie's "Butt Art Show" became the talk of the town, and she reveled in the spotlight. It was a testament to her fearless pursuit of what made her happy, no matter how unconventional it might have seemed.

In the end, Indie proved that being true to oneself and embracing one's quirks could lead to the most unexpected and entertaining adventures in life. And, of course, a lot of laughter and attention.
 
@VoraciousValue
Vor, a native of Washington, D.C., was known for his peculiar aversion to elephants. It wasn't that he disliked animals in general; he simply couldn't fathom the fascination people had with these large, wrinkled creatures. To him, elephants were just big and cumbersome.

But there was another side to Vor that his friends and acquaintances found endearing. He had a unique talent for making women very happy. It wasn't a superficial skill; Vor genuinely enjoyed bringing smiles to the faces of the women he encountered.

One day, while walking through the National Zoo in D.C. with a group of friends, Vor couldn't hide his disinterest when they insisted on visiting the elephant enclosure. He hung back, watching from a distance as his friends marveled at the majestic animals.

As he strolled away, Vor noticed a group of women sitting on a nearby bench, looking a bit glum. Curiosity piqued, he approached them and struck up a conversation. Within minutes, his humor and charm had them laughing, their faces lighting up with joy.

Vor spent the rest of the day with these newfound friends, sharing stories and creating memorable moments. They left the zoo with smiles that reached from ear to ear, grateful for the unexpected encounter with the man who didn't like elephants but certainly knew how to make people happy.

In the end, Vor's aversion to elephants didn't matter; what mattered was his ability to brighten someone's day, proving that sometimes it's the quirkiest aspects of a person that make them truly special.
 
@lakesailer_mi

Once upon a time, in a quaint lakeside town, there lived a young and passionate sailor named Ethan. He was known far and wide as the LakeSailer, for his extraordinary skill in navigating the crystal waters of Lake Serenity. His life revolved around the tranquil lake, its gentle ripples, and the majestic sunsets that painted the sky in hues of orange and pink.

One warm summer evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the water, Ethan set sail on his beloved sailboat, the "Serene Whisper." The lake's surface mirrored the starry night sky, making it appear as if he was sailing among the stars themselves.

As Ethan sailed gracefully through the night, his heart was light, and his thoughts were filled with dreams. Little did he know that destiny had a surprise waiting for him that night. At the stroke of midnight, when the world was wrapped in silence, he noticed a soft, melodic humming in the distance. It was a hauntingly beautiful tune that seemed to emanate from the heart of the lake.

Intrigued, Ethan followed the enchanting melody, guiding his sailboat toward the source of the ethereal music. As he sailed deeper into the lake, he saw a faint, glowing figure in the water, illuminated by the moonlight. It was a captivating, otherworldly creature with long, flowing hair, and eyes that sparkled like the stars.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still. The mysterious figure introduced herself as Luna, the Guardian of Lake Serenity. She was the one responsible for the magical music that had drawn Ethan closer to her. Luna had been watching the LakeSailer for years, admiring his passion for the lake and his unwavering love for its beauty.

Ethan and Luna spent countless nights together, sailing beneath the moonlit sky, sharing stories and dreams. Their connection deepened with each passing night, and they fell in love, their hearts entwined like the vines that adorned the lakeside trees.

Their love story became legendary in the town, and people often spoke of the mortal who had captured the heart of the mystical guardian of the lake. But Ethan knew that their love was unique, transcending the boundaries of their two worlds.

As the seasons changed, and autumn leaves painted the lakeside in shades of red and gold, Ethan and Luna faced a dilemma. Luna's duty as the Guardian of Lake Serenity called her back to the depths of the lake, and Ethan couldn't bear to be apart from her.

In a bittersweet farewell, they promised to love each other eternally, and Luna returned to her underwater realm, leaving a soft, haunting melody that echoed through the lake as a reminder of their love.

Ethan continued to sail the lake, now with a heart filled with memories of his beloved Luna. He knew that one day, their love would bridge the gap between their worlds once more, for a love as deep and true as theirs could never truly be separated.

And so, the legend of LakeSailer and Luna, the Guardian of Lake Serenity, lived on, a testament to the enduring power of love, even across realms and lifetimes.
 
lakesailer_mi said:
This is now my third favorite name for a sailboat.... WOW!

Also...fuck...that is ONE HELL of a good story. I'd be curious what your prompt was. I suspect it is far more thoughtful than the ones I used.
Hats off to you Bry! That's really good.
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Just romance, I think your name was good inspiration
 
Bry1313 said:
Just romance, I think your name was good inspiration
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I don't think I could do this myself, because I've already closed the tab. And it's not my thread, so @crazychemgirl , your call, but what if we copied the prompt into the post as well? Maybe use the "spoiler" feature? I, at least, would be curious about what prompts people are using?
 
@Bry1313

In the golden hues of a tranquil countryside, there exists a man named Bry, whose heart dances to the gentle rhythm of hoofbeats. Bry's love for ponies transcends the ordinary; it's a passionate affair that ignites his soul. In their graceful presence, he finds not only beauty but a connection that speaks to his very essence. With every caress, he shares a silent conversation, and in their eyes, he sees a reflection of his deepest desires. To Bry, his love of ponies is not just a hobby; it's a symphony of devotion, an echo of his romantic spirit that finds its muse in these gentle creatures, enchanting his life with their grace and charm.
 
In a small, dimly lit diner nestled on the corner of a bustling city street, two souls found themselves drawn together in an unexpected moment of serendipity. HazyRemHurl, a quiet and contemplative individual, had decided to dine alone that evening. As they sat at a corner booth, a plate of humble Spam and a bottle of ketchup before them, they never could have imagined the romantic adventure that awaited.

The diner was bathed in a warm, golden glow, the soft hum of conversations surrounding them. HazyRemHurl was engrossed in a book, their attention focused on its pages, oblivious to the world around them. Little did they know that destiny had other plans.

Across the diner, a captivating figure named Alex, with a kind smile and twinkling eyes, was also enjoying a solitary dinner. Alex had ordered a classic burger but couldn't help but glance occasionally at HazyRemHurl, intrigued by their quiet demeanor and the aura of mystery that surrounded them.

As the evening unfolded, a playful twist of fate brought their paths together. A clumsy waiter, carrying a tray full of dishes, accidentally bumped into HazyRemHurl's table, sending the bottle of ketchup teetering on the edge. In a split second, Alex's quick reflexes kicked in, and they reached out to save the ketchup from spilling all over HazyRemHurl's book.

Their hands met over the precarious bottle, and their eyes locked in a moment of shared surprise and amusement. HazyRemHurl couldn't help but smile, setting their book aside, as they both realized the absurdity of the situation.

"Saved by ketchup," Alex chuckled, their voice a melodious sound in the cozy diner.

HazyRemHurl nodded, their eyes sparkling with a newfound connection. "Thank you for that timely rescue."

What began as a simple act of ketchup-saving turned into hours of conversation and laughter. They discovered shared interests, dreams, and a mutual appreciation for life's unexpected quirks. The Spam and ketchup on their plates became a symbol of the unanticipated, a reminder that sometimes the most remarkable moments happen when you least expect them.

As the evening wore on, HazyRemHurl and Alex decided to leave the diner together, their hearts light with the promise of a new beginning. They walked the city streets, hand in hand, under the soft glow of streetlights, talking and sharing stories.

At the end of the night, under a starlit sky, HazyRemHurl and Alex shared a tender kiss, sealing their serendipitous encounter with a promise of more adventures to come. They realized that love could blossom in the most unexpected of places, even over a dinner of Spam and ketchup, and they were eager to explore this newfound connection together.
 
Bry, on a quiet Sunday morning, decided to indulge in a moment of self-love. He'd had a busy week, and today was his day to unwind and appreciate himself.

He set the scene—a cozy, sunlit room, a favorite book, and a plate of freshly baked donuts. The smell of the donuts was comforting, promising a delightful treat. He took a bite, savoring the flavors as they exploded on his taste buds.

As he enjoyed each bite, a sense of contentment washed over him. This was his time, a moment to recharge and show himself some love. The donuts, a simple pleasure, became a symbol of self-care and appreciation.

In this peaceful setting, Bry found solace and rediscovered the importance of taking care of himself. It wasn't just about the donuts; it was about acknowledging his worth, giving himself the love and attention he deserved, and finding joy in the little things, one bite at a time.
 
@sallysparrow23

In a quaint town nestled beside the glistening shores of a serene lake, there lived a woman named Sally. She was known for her unwavering love for her cherished bicycle, an elegant vintage beauty she affectionately named "Amelia."

Sally's bond with Amelia ran deep. They had shared countless adventures together, their wheels spinning through sun-dappled meadows, along cobblestone streets, and up winding mountain trails. Amelia's frame, a timeless shade of robin's egg blue, had seen the passage of years with grace, just like Sally herself.

Their love story had begun in Sally's childhood when her father had surprised her with the gift of Amelia. The moment she laid eyes on the classic bicycle, she knew it was a love that would last a lifetime. They became inseparable, forging a connection that transcended words.

As the years passed, Amelia became a witness to Sally's life, a silent confidant during moments of joy and solace during times of sorrow. Sally would pedal through the town, her heart soaring with the wind in her hair, and Amelia's gentle hum beneath her. Together, they explored the world, capturing sunsets, secrets, and stories in each turn of the wheel.

One fateful summer, Sally met a kindred spirit named Jack. They shared a passion for adventure and an appreciation for the simple pleasures in life. As their friendship blossomed into love, Sally introduced Jack to Amelia, and he, too, was captivated by the vintage bicycle's charm.

The trio embarked on new journeys together, with Jack by Sally's side and Amelia carrying their dreams. They cycled along the lake's edge, their laughter harmonizing with the melodic lapping of the water. Under the starlit sky, Jack proposed to Sally beside a campfire, with Amelia standing guard like a faithful sentinel.

Their wedding was a celebration of love, with Amelia adorned in flowers, an honorary guest of honor. And as they danced beneath the twinkling lights, Sally knew that their love story was complete, a tale of romance not just between a woman and her bicycle but also a testament to the power of love, adventure, and the simple joys that life could offer.

Years later, Sally, Jack, and Amelia still ventured out together, their love enduring the test of time. And as they pedaled down the roads of life, they knew that with each passing mile, their story continued to be written, a love story for the ages, with Amelia at its heart.
 
I can’t tell if it’s worse to imagine what you were thinking the inane object (such as bicycle or rooster) should be … it leaves it so open lol
 
@crazychemgirl

In the mystical forest of Asgard, Loki, the enigmatic god of mischief, encounters CCG, a brilliant chemist seeking solace from her hectic city life. As Loki embraces his lumberjack persona to protect the forest, sparks fly between them, igniting a passionate romance. But when ancient secrets resurface and threaten their newfound love, they must navigate a tumultuous journey of trust and redemption to save both their worlds and hearts.
 
sallysparrow23 said:
@crazychemgirl

In the mystical forest of Asgard, Loki, the enigmatic god of mischief, encounters CCG, a brilliant chemist seeking solace from her hectic city life. As Loki embraces his lumberjack persona to protect the forest, sparks fly between them, igniting a passionate romance. But when ancient secrets resurface and threaten their newfound love, they must navigate a tumultuous journey of trust and redemption to save both their worlds and hearts.
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Sally was a woman with a wild side, but she had a hard time exploring it. She had a stable job and a good social life, but deep down she wanted something more. One night, she decided to take a risk and explore her desires.

She went to a local adult store and bought some lingerie and a few naughty items she had been thinking about for a while. She put on the lingerie, feeling a bit embarrassed, but also excited.

She decided to take a walk in the park near her house. There was something so liberating about being out in the night air, wearing her lingerie. As she walked, she felt a thrill that she had never felt before.

The night was dark, but she felt safe. She decided to find a secluded spot and lay down. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She imagined a man walking up to her, undressing her, and making love to her in the park.

The fantasy felt so real, and she felt aroused. Before she knew it, she was completely aroused and her breathing was heavy. She couldn't believe the sensations she was feeling.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her body. She opened her eyes to see a man standing above her, looking down at her with desire in his eyes. She felt scared but also excited. She knew the man had seen her in her lingerie and had been aroused by her.

The man slowly lowered himself onto her and gently kissed her lips. He caressed her body and explored her curves, taking her to heights of pleasure she had never experienced before.
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OKAY BUT WHY DID CHATGPT END THERE, I NEED MORE
 
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