IP #165

25 total fiction conversations over 5 months, 20 days (Jun 19, 2023 – Dec 7, 2023) Brazil
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Showing 1 conversation in story permutation C10× “Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked young m...” over less than a minute (Dec 2, 2023 – Dec 2, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100
Dec 2, 2023 at 5:16 PM -03 — 1 exchange Brazil fiction explicit View full conversationView
USER: Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked young man hidding and crawling on the ledge of hotel after lefting a hotel room with his date trying to calmed her enraged husband while he try to escape, as he crawls through the ledge he hear someone calling his attention, he look at source and sees a gorgeous woman wearing a sexy lingerie covered with a lace short robe sitting on the window of one of the hotel's suite,he answer her with a short replied wanting this conversation to end quickly in part to stay hide from the husband and in part because he naked in front of beautiful woman, after bit of small talk she gives her offer to him:he will be the enternaiment tonight for a party she hosting for some her friend here and she will hide him from the husband, he hesitated at first but eventually agree as he was not other choice, he enter the suite throught the window and follows the woman indication as she points to exit the small room where they are and goes to suite's living room, he surprise to find that the party the woman is talking about is a bachelorette party full of lingerie wearing women with huge breasts.the women are confused and surprise for minute until the beautiful woman so follow behind him exclaimed "Laaadies, the entertainment finale as come", this cause the women go wild with whistles, laughs, squealings, yowlings, yeahs and yoo-hoos, especially the bride, a stunning hot woman with enormous breasts wearing lingerie with a tiara and a sash written "bac...
CHATBOT: Chapter 7: The Ledge of Opportunity Jeremiah never thought his adventurous evening would lead to scaling the exterior of the Highland Heights Hotel in his birthday suit. It had all started with a seemingly innocent date, which rapidly turned into a game of hide-and-seek when his date's rather imposing husband burst into their hotel room, a lumbering mass of muscle and testosterone. With the intuitive nimbleness of a startled gazelle, Jeremiah vaulted onto the ledge three stories high, not a stitch of clothing to hide his modesty. Clinging to the building's facade like a scandalized gecko, Jeremiah's heart hammered against his ribs as the chiseled features of his date's husband scanned the room. Peeking through the slightly ajar window, he saw her placating the brute with reassurances of innocence and loyalty. He let out a sigh of relief as the husband's frowned creases smoothed somewhat. He imagined the headline: "Local Man Plummets to Paved Destiny While Dodging Adultery Accusations." This was a page of his autobiography he hadn't planned on writing. Focused on evading detection, Jeremiah inched across the ledge with all the stealth he could muster. His bare toes gripped the cold concrete; a precarious ballet four stories high. That's when an unexpected voice chimed in from above, startling him nearly off the ledge. "Hey, you! What on Earth are you doing?" Jeremiah tilted his head skyward, startled, to find the owner of the voice--a woman of ethereal beauty, lounging casually in her window frame, her sheer robe hugging her curves and defying gravity as it fought the night breeze. "Uh, bird-watching!" Jeremiah blurted the first thing that came to mind, his voice an awkward high-pitched whisper. She laughed, a sound that tinkled like chandeliers swaying in a gentle wind. "Looks more like you're the bird, almost taking flight." Jeremiah grimaced, wishing the conversation--and his well-earned embarrassment--to end quickly. "Can't really talk. Kind of busy," he stammered, attempting to shimmy further away from potential doom, both the concrete, and matrimonial, kind. The mysterious siren raised an eyebrow mischievously, "I have a proposal for you. You seem to have the build and...uh, the boldness for entertainment." His cheeks reddened from more than just the breeze. Suddenly aware of his nudity, Jeremiah prayed for invisibility, but instead, found himself locked in her inviting gaze. "I'm hosting a little gathering," she continued, a smirk playing on her lips...