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

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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 66× “Write a chapter of 1000 words of sex comedy where a young ma...” over less than a minute (Apr 30, 2023 – Apr 30, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Apr 30, 2023 at 1:01 AM -03 — 1 turn Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction explicit toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a chapter of 1000 words of sex comedy where a young man enter college and move out his parents house and move to dorms, what he doesn't know,is that the dorm full of hot women with huge breasts.

CHATBOT: Chapter 3: The Unexpected Rack Attack Whistling a jaunty tune, Dave hoisted up his last box of belongings and headed towards his new college dorm. Finally, freedom from embarrassing sleepovers and being called 'sweetie' in front of his friends. After taking one last look at his parents tearfully waving goodbye, Dave sighed with relief and excitement, ready to begin his journey as a young adult. Upon reaching the front doors of the dormitory, he noticed a group of students huddled around, seemingly waiting for something or someone. Dave's curiosity piqued; he shifted his box under one arm and attempted to peek through the crowded circle. Suddenly, a faint "Ouch, my face!" echoed, and a groan came from the center of the crowd. Straining to get a better look, Dave saw a guy rubbing his red cheek, a regretful, petrified expression plastered across his face. Curious about the commotion, Dave asked a girl standing at the edge of the crowd, "Hey, what's going on over there?" "Oh, just another accidental 'boob swipe,'" she said dismissively, as if it were an everyday occurrence. "Some guy was helping a girl move in, didn't expect such huge 'airbags,' turned his head, and WHAM! Face full of boobs." Dave choked on his own spit trying to comprehend the incident. "Wait, what? Did you say... boobs?" He tried not to sound like a hormone-filled teenager. "Yeah, this happens a lot," she sighed, rolling her eyes. "We're in the dorm with the highest concentration of ample-bosomed babes. It's a thing." Rapidly recalibrating his expectations for college life, Dave stood slack-jawed for a moment before uttering a single word: "Whoa." A quiet knock on the head from the girl ended his stupor, and with a grin, she left to deal with her own moving-in process. Dave, now realizing he'd won a bizarre roulette of college dorm assignments, muttered under his breath, "You lucky, lucky dog." As he stepped inside the dorm lobby, Dave thought about how this peculiar turn of events would transform his college years: carefree parties, evenings spent cramming for tests by lamplight, and an endless parade of busty beauties that unwittingly became his neighbors. Dreams of finally finding a campus romance danced through his mind, counterbalanced by visions of gratuitous slapstick mishaps involving unwanted and profound cleavage. Bid boobs everywhere: That was the plan, right? Dave soon found out, however, that his newly discovered voluptuous paradise would quickly become a minefield of cringe-wo...

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