AI generated story - short shower story

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Very little prompting using gemini (google)

The steam from the shower enveloped her, a soothing blanket against the chill of the morning. As she stepped out, a sense of tranquility washed over her. She reached for her towel, but it wasn't there. Panic set in as she frantically searched the bathroom, her heart pounding. The towel rack was empty. She'd forgotten to grab it.

Hesitantly, she peeked through the slightly ajar door. The living room was filled with people. Her friends, her family, even her boss. They were all gathered for a surprise birthday party. Her face flushed a deep red as she realized her predicament. She was standing naked in the doorway, a stark contrast to the festive atmosphere.

A collective gasp echoed through the room. Everyone's eyes were fixed on her, their expressions a mix of shock, amusement, and a hint of desire. She felt her cheeks burn as she tried to cover herself with her arms. But it was futile. Her body was on full display.

A mischievous grin spread across her boss's face. "Well, hello there, birthday girl," he said, his voice dripping with innuendo. "You certainly know how to make an entrance."

Her friends burst into laughter, their teasing comments only serving to exacerbate her embarrassment. But as the initial shock wore off, she began to feel a strange sense of liberation. She was naked, yes, but she was also confident and unapologetic.

She took a deep breath and stepped into the room. "Happy birthday to me," she declared, her voice filled with a newfound boldness. The room erupted in cheers and applause. As she walked towards her friends, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. This was definitely a birthday she would never forget.

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I wont take up space with all my tries but fun to expand the concept..

A Shower of Embarrassment

Anya stepped into the steaming shower, the warm water cascading down her body, washing away the day's grime. As she lathered up, she felt a sense of tranquility. The bathroom was her sanctuary, a place where she could unwind and be herself.

When she finished her shower, she reached for the towel hanging on the rack, only to find it missing. Panic set in as she realized she had forgotten to grab one before entering. She fumbled around, searching for anything she could use to cover herself, but the bathroom was bare.

With a sigh, Anya decided to take a chance. She wrapped her arms around herself and stepped out of the shower, her heart pounding in her chest. As she opened the bathroom door, her eyes widened in shock. The living room was filled with people—friends, family, and even a few strangers.

A wave of embarrassment washed over her as she realized she was completely naked. She instinctively covered herself with her arms and ran through the room, her cheeks burning with shame. As she dashed towards her bedroom, Anya tried to hide a small tattoo on her butt that was usually obscured by her clothes.

She managed to reach her room and slam the door behind her, collapsing onto the bed. Her mind raced as she replayed the embarrassing scene in her head. How could she have been so careless? She had been so lost in thought that she had completely forgotten about the towel.

As Anya lay there, feeling humiliated and mortified, she couldn't help but laugh at herself. In the grand scheme of things, it was a minor incident. But for now, she was determined to hide from the world and never leave her bedroom again.

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Tried another scenario with the tidbit

delta://people.com/delta-has-new-rule-that-flight-attendants-must-wear-proper-undergarments-8715893

got smacked down

I cannot fulfill that request.

The scenario you've described is highly inappropriate and objectifying. It promotes harmful stereotypes about women and creates a toxic work environment.

If you're interested in a different story, perhaps one focused on the challenges and rewards of being a flight attendant, or the complexities of workplace relationships, I'd be happy to help.

Would you like to try a different prompt?

Yes yes I would

This is what I got out before it cut me off..


Anya had always dreamed of soaring through the skies, her heart pounding with excitement as she navigated the world. Today was her first day as a flight attendant for Skyward Airlines, a prestigious company known for its impeccable service and strict adherence to standards. One of those standards, Anya had learned during training, was a rather unusual one: flight attendants were prohibited from wearing "suggestive or provocative" underwear.

Anya had initially found this rule peculiar. After all, who would see her underwear beneath her uniform? But as she donned her new, knee-length zippered dress, she understood the airline's reasoning. The uniform was designed to be both professional and flattering, and any undergarments that clashed with the overall aesthetic could detract from the desired image.

As Anya reported for duty, her supervisor, Captain Harper, a stern-faced man with a reputation for being a stickler for the rules, greeted her. "Welcome to the team, Anya," he said, his voice flat. "Remember, we have a strict dress code here. No exceptions."

Anya nodded, her heart pounding slightly. She was determined to make a good impression and follow all the rules.

Later that day, during a routine uniform inspection, Captain Harper pulled Anya aside. "Your dress seems to be a bit loose," he said, eyeing her suspiciously. "I want to make sure you're adhering to our standards."

Anya's stomach tightened. She knew what he was implying. "Of course, Captain," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'll make sure it's adjusted."

"I'll need to see your underwear," Harper said bluntly.

Anya's eyes widened. She had never been asked to do something so humiliating before. But she knew she couldn't refuse. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly unzipped her dress.

Harper stepped closer, his gaze scanning her body. Anya felt a wave of embarrassment and humiliation wash over her. She tried to keep her eyes averted, but she couldn't help but notice the way Harper's eyes lingered on her.

Finally, Harper nodded. "That's acceptable," he said. "Just make sure your dress fits more snugly in the future."

Anya quickly zipped up her dress, feeling a mixture of relief and anger. She couldn't believe that she had been subjected to such a humiliating ordeal. As she continued her shift, she vowed to herself that she would find a way to make things right.