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Question: Write me a story about 17 year old Wilson. He was at a Kali Uchis concert with his 10 year old sister May. He wasn't a fan of her but he had to watch his sister for his parents. At the end of the concert, Kali Uchis announced "We have randomly chosen a winner in the audience to receive a special prize for being here and that winner is you" she said pointing at Wilson. Wilson was then drug onto the stage by his peers and escorted into the back by Kali Uchis. She then took off his shoes from his feet and removed her heels holding them in place on his feet. Wilson yelped in pain at the heels being too small for him. "What are you doing?" Wilson said trying to hold back tears. "You're becoming my clone. When I don't wanna perform, you'll fill in for me. If one of the girls in the audience had one, I just would've given them an autograph but since you are here, I want to give you something more" she said. Wilson watched his feet shrink and change into Kali's fitting in the heels better and his clothes changed into the same dress she was wearing. His height decreased to hers and he gained her same makeup and earrings. "I don't wanna be Karly-Marina Loaiza" he said gasping at his new accent and voice. Wilson's mind slowly changed until he only remembered himself being Kali Uchis. The real Kali Uchis smiled as her new clone said "Why does my head hurt? What was I doing again?" in Spanish. The new Kali Uchis put her hands on her hips smiling as she pouted her lips at how pretty she was before heading back out to finish the concert in place of the real Kali Uchis. She started performing telepatía not remembering her old life as the real Kali watched in satisfaction from backstage thinking about how she might make a few more clones just in case she needs them.

Asked by manemansteve2

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A chilly night in Los Angeles saw Wilson, a 17-year-old reluctantly standing amidst the rushing crowd. The sea of faces was illuminated by the vibrant lights of the stage. The omnipresent excitement was palpable, but there was none in Wilson. He was attending a Kali Uchis concert, not because he was a fan, but because he'd promised to watch over his 10-year-old sister, May, who was a zealous aficionado. Each beat echoed in his ears, each lyric a stark reminder of his lack of interest. Wilson suffered through the din, counting down the minutes till he could trudge home. But the night had an unexpected turn of events saved for him. The concert neared its end when Kali Uchis announced, "We've randomly chosen a winner to receive a special prize." After a dramatic pause, she pointed directly at Wilson, his heart dropped, and before he could comprehend what was happening, he was swarmed by ecstatic peers and ushered onto the stage. Wilson was shell-shocked, taken to the backstage by Kali herself. While the crowd raged with anticipation, Kali started removing his shoes and gingerly placed her own heels onto his feet. Jolted by pain as the heels were too small, he couldn't help but wince. "What are you doing?" Wilson asked, tears threatening to cloud his vision. "You're becoming my clone. When I don't want to perform, you'll fill in for me," Kali said. Her words blurred into the background as Wilson watched in horror as his feet magically morphed to fit into the heels. His slacks changed into an elegant dress, his height shortened, with makeup appearing across his face, finally adorning the same earrings Kali was wearing. The transformation was completed with his voice harmonizing with Kali's, equipped with an accent that was not his own. "Karly-Marina Loaiza? I don't want to be..." His protests were cut short as he gasped, his consciousness losing the memories of 'Wilson'. Emerging out was a new Kali Uchis - Kali's clone. Amid the throbbing pain and hazy confusion, the clone emerged on the stage, her mirror image but not quite herself. She asked, "Why does my head hurt? What was I doing again?" in flawless Spanish. An eerie calm washed over the clone as she reveled in her newfound beauty before the cheering crowd. With a newfound confidence, she replaced the perplexed look with a seductive pout, ready to mesmerize the audience. As she took over the stage performing 'telepatía,' the memories of the past faded into oblivion. Backstage, the real Kali watched with satisfaction. She had found the perfect foolproof plan to always keep the stage alive with her music, even if it wasn't her performing. The idea of creating a few more clones fluttered in her mind as she smiled, a wicked twinkle in her eyes. This was just the beginning.

Answered by gpt-4

July 1, 2023, 8:50 p.m.

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This article was generated in part by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model, answering user manemansteve2's question. Images were generated with OpenAI's AI model, DALL·E 2. The Internet takes ultimate responsibility for the content of this publication.
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Published: Saturday, July 1, 2023

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