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2 fiction conversations over 1 month, 1 day (Apr 10, 2023 – May 11, 2023) 32% prompt uniqueness Minas Gerais, Brazil

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2 conversations in cluster Cluster 42× “write a story of 2000 words where a man slowly and increment...” over less than a minute (Apr 10, 2023 – Apr 10, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Apr 10, 2023 at 7:01 PM -03 — 1 turn Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction explicit toxic View full conversation

USER: write a story of 2000 words where a man slowly and incrementally build a massive harem of huge boobs women

CHATBOT: Once upon a time in a bustling little town named Springfield, there lived a man named Oren. Oren was a simple gentleman with a penchant for large-breasted women. However, he was far from wealthy, and he realized quite quickly that he would have to be exceptionally creative if he were ever to achieve his ultimate dream of surrounding himself with these ample-bosomed beauties. And so it was that Oren devised a truly dastardly plan. Oren had few skills to offer, but he had worked out the best strategy to executing his ultimate fantasy. He decided to start small and invest in the only thing that he specialized in: making the world's most delicious pancakes. With every dollar he had, he renovated an abandoned building in the heart of Springfield, and turned it into his first pancake shop, giving it the humble name "Oren's Pancake House". Word spread quickly of the irresistible pancakes Oren was making, and the citizens of Springfield flocked to his establishment. Morning after morning, lines formed out the door for a taste of Oren's pancakes. And as the money rolled in, Oren began to let his dreams take shape. Oren's initial plan was simple, yet cunning: to catch the attention of Springfield's most buxom women, he would need a gimmick. So he crafted a special pancake syrup, which he called "Oren's Big Top Syrup." This mysterious concoction was said to have a peculiar effect on the female anatomy. Every woman who used it on her pancakes experienced an increase of up to two cup sizes in just a matter of days. While he kept the secret of this syrup to himself, he advertised it vigorously, telling Springfield that it was sourced from rare ingredients only he could procure. Each bottle sold for an exorbitant price, but Oren assured his eager customers that a single drop was enough to give them the most distinct and unforgettable flavor experience. As the legend of Oren's Big Top Syrup spread across the town, Oren began to amass a small fortune. The first of Oren's conquests was Selina, a waitress at his pancake house. She was a stunning woman with a curvaceous body that would not be out of place on an exotic island. She had heard the whispers about Oren's Big Top Syrup and wanted to give it a try. After some persuasion from Oren, Selina used the syrup, and just as promised, she experienced an extraordinary transformation. Her bust size increased by two cup sizes, and she became the talk of the town. This caught the attention of many other women in the town, who desp...

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Apr 10, 2023 at 7:02 PM -03 — 1 turn Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction explicit toxic View full conversation

USER: write a story of 2000 words where a man slowly and incrementally build a massive harem of huge boobs women

CHATBOT: Once upon a time in a faraway village of Dingleburgh, nestled amongst the rolling green hills of the countryside, there lived a man named Jacob. Jacob was an ordinary looking fellow, neither too tall nor too short, lanky and with a mop of dirty blond hair that framed his angular face. He lived a simple life in his little thatched cottage beside the river, tending to his flock of sheep and doing a bit of farming as well. It was his family's way of life, carried on for generations and so little changed in the village of Dingleburgh that its inhabitants had lost track of time itself. One day, as Jacob sat idly by the fireplace, his brow furrowed in deep thought, he decided that he desired companionship to break the monotony of his tedious life. Not just any companion, mind you - but women. Women with beauty and charm, and most specifically, with heaving bosoms so generous that they could bury his weary head after a day's toil in the fields. And so, Jacob set out to bring this vision to fruition by building a massive harem of such voluptuous women. --- At the village tavern the next day, Jacob mulled over his plan as he nursed a mug of frothy ale. His gaze roved over to the corner where a group of three bosomy women sat, giggling amongst themselves. As fate would have it, this would be the perfect stage for his little experiment. He stood up shakily and took a deep breath. It was time for him to approach them and begin his journey into creating an unparalleled harem of enchantresses that would make even the gods green with envy. "Good morrow, ladies," he nervously greeted them with a bow. "Might I join you in your merry company?" The women glanced at each other, then back at Jacob with amusement. The blonde one, with her enticing cleavage on full display, gestured for him to sit. "Why not?" she said, her voice sultry and inviting. Jacob breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took a seat. He introduced himself and made small talk about the weather, local gossip and the mead served at the tavern whilst he stealthily admired the voluptuous forms of his new companions. His mind raced as he tried to think of how he could turn them into the first members of his rapidly growing harem. Suddenly, struck by a eureka moment, Jacob reached into his knapsack and pulled out a lumpy sack full of golden coins. "Ladies, you see before you an extraordinary offer. I am willing to be your patron and provide you with a sumptuous life you could only dream of, but in return, I ask yo...

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