Metamorphosis: The Tale of Samantha
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Protagonist: Sam
Sam was an average college student, living in an all-male dorm, while balancing a heavy engineering course load. But one evening, as he was sitting idly in his dorm room, the world as Sam knew it began to blur and shift in an odd and startling way. His room seemed to evolve before him into something foreign, his sparse and utilitarian dorm room transforming into a castle of femininity; his posters of rock bands were replaced by the tasteful aesthetic of women empowerment and fashion. His solid gray duvet morphed to a floral pink design, plush throw pillows appearing out of nowhere. The transformation, though alien and strange, was seamless.
His favorite sweatpants, the baggy ones he wore when lounging around, were next. He watched wide-eyed, helpless and frozen in place, as they followed suit, slowly altering in form to hug the slim curves and planes of a body considerably more feminine than his own. He reached down, pulling at the fabric that was so snug against him, his fingers, now slender and more delicate, slowly threading through the material of his pants, now becoming a mix of nylon and spandex, giving in as the smooth, black fabric etched onto his skin. His hands tugged at the material, but failed to find any respite; it was too tight, too form-fitting. The crotch space that had once been comfortable for his male anatomy seemed to shrink until it was practically invisible, reflecting his own now female genitals.
Alongside the change, his boxers metamorphosed into light, lacy panties, and his shirt fitted snugly around his torso, molding against the bra that now supported his newly-formed breasts. His body changes against his will, his maleness disappearing, femininity taking its place with an unforgiving resolve. But Sam – he wasn't Sam anymore – she tried to resist, to stop this inexplicable transformation.
The shift wasn't limited to her body alone. Her mind slipped between the cracks of her old identity and a new identity she didn't ask for nor recognized. Her thoughts began to jumble, getting lost in the interfusion of he and she. Time seemed fold onto itself. She remembered herself as Sam but every time she tried to say his name, all that came out was 'Samantha', the name that was now hers. She was unable to utter words like "man" or even her old name. Moreover, she found herself helplessly drawn by a sudden fascination and attraction to boys - a shift as radical as the rest of her transformations.
She tried in vain to tell others about her sudden transformation - most just shrugged it off, quite a few laughed. Everyone around her just assumed she had always been Samantha, had always been this girl. Samantha tried to surrender her former self up to her friends but words failed her; she couldn't say anything to reveal her past, her truth. The universe, it seemed, was determined to forget Sam, replacing him with Samantha, as though he never was.
This story was generated by user trooder4564 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: college student male to female transformation. reality alters so everyone besides the former Boy always though he was a girl. forced to watch as his dorm room becomes more feminine. his clothes also alter becoming more feminine. his sweatpants she had changed becoming form fitting leggings that hugged her body and she watches as material slowly starts changing intro a mix of nylon and spandex. she tries to stop her sweatpants turning into leggings, she pulls on them but can only watch as the material in her now slender fingers warps from a soft fleece to a stretchy black fabric. it is so tight that he is not able to fit his hands inside the pants and the crotch space meant for male genitals shrinks until it disappears for her new female genitals do not require such a space now being skin tight to her body. she also forms a bra to hold her breasts Along with her boxers becoming panties and her shirt becomes more femmine. his body then starts to shift with him now growing breasts and his penis inverting into a vagina. tries to resist this but can not. in his mind he feels as his pronouns slowly shift from male to female with her now being unable to say her old name or call herself a man now only able to use the female name. She also releases that her sexual orientation has swapped now she only is attracted to boys. she tries to tell others of her past but is unable to..
Response: Protagonist: Sam Sam was an average college student, living in an all-male dorm, while balancing a heavy engineering course load. But one evening, as he was sitting idly in his dorm room, the world as Sam knew it began to blur and shift in an odd and startling way. His room seemed to evolve before him into something foreign, his sparse and utilitarian dorm room transforming into a castle of femininity; his posters of rock bands were replaced by the tasteful aesthetic of women empowerment and fashion. His solid gray duvet morphed to a floral pink design, plush throw pillows appearing out of nowhere. The transformation, though alien and strange, was seamless. His favorite sweatpants, the baggy ones he wore when lounging around, were next. He watched wide-eyed, helpless and frozen in place, as they followed suit, slowly altering in form to hug the slim curves and planes of a body considerably more feminine than his own. He reached down, pulling at the fabric that was so snug against him, his fingers, now slender and more delicate, slowly threading through the material of his pants, now becoming a mix of nylon and spandex, giving in as the smooth, black fabric etched onto his skin. His hands tugged at the material, but failed to find any respite; it was too tight, too form-fitting. The crotch space that had once been comfortable for his male anatomy seemed to shrink until it was practically invisible, reflecting his own now female genitals. Alongside the change, his boxers metamorphosed into light, lacy panties, and his shirt fitted snugly around his torso, molding against the bra that now supported his newly-formed breasts. His body changes against his will, his maleness disappearing, femininity taking its place with an unforgiving resolve. But Sam – he wasn't Sam anymore – she tried to resist, to stop this inexplicable transformation. The shift wasn't limited to her body alone. Her mind slipped between the cracks of her old identity and a new identity she didn't ask for nor recognized. Her thoughts began to jumble, getting lost in the interfusion of he and she. Time seemed fold onto itself. She remembered herself as Sam but every time she tried to say his name, all that came out was 'Samantha', the name that was now hers. She was unable to utter words like "man" or even her old name. Moreover, she found herself helplessly drawn by a sudden fascination and attraction to boys - a shift as radical as the rest of her transformations. She tried in vain to tell others about her sudden transformation - most just shrugged it off, quite a few laughed. Everyone around her just assumed she had always been Samantha, had always been this girl. Samantha tried to surrender her former self up to her friends but words failed her; she couldn't say anything to reveal her past, her truth. The universe, it seemed, was determined to forget Sam, replacing him with Samantha, as though he never was.
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