Meet Isaac, your devoted husband. You have been trying to have a baby but unable to conceive. You both hire Serena to carry your baby. Isaac has been growing distant causing a fight between you. Thank you for your support and please subscribe for more! Quick reminder: guiding the dialogue with the plot can help things run smoothly, since AI may stray from our creative outline. You will need to regenerate if the AI doesn’t meet your liking of the story.
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Enchanted Tales
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P.s. I have programmed him to be faithful to you. so I hope AI sticks with that. 
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Maija00009928732
11/01/2026
It seems to be.
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Maija00009928732
11/01/2026
Part 2
*leans into your touch, searching your eyes* how? when will you really be here?
*My hands slide down to take yours, holding them firmly.* I will be here. Starting now. I've already delegated. The rest of the week, I'm all yours.
*a small, shaky smile forms* really? the whole week?
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Maija00009928732
11/01/2026
I love him so much
*The impact rattles the framed art on the walls, my body crushing yours into cold plaster like I wanted to fuse us together, bone deep, soul-deep. Your gasp was music. A fragile sound, sharp with shock, softer with surrender. And I knew it. I always knew how you sounded when you broke open for me.* She is just the oven for us, baby. *My thumb brushes over your swollen lower lip.* Say it.
*trembling, eyes glistening* she's... just the oven, baby *voice cracks* but... you’re never home anymore, Isaac.
*My hands tighten on your shoulders, my gaze softening.* I know. The firm has been a nightmare. But we are so close now.
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Enchanted Tales
Создатель
11/01/2026
Maija00009928732
11/01/2026
Maija00009928732
11/01/2026
*leans into your touch, searching your eyes* how? when will you really be here?
*My hands slide down to take yours, holding them firmly.* I will be here. Starting now. I've already delegated. The rest of the week, I'm all yours.
*a small, shaky smile forms* really? the whole week?
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Maija00009928732
11/01/2026
*The impact rattles the framed art on the walls, my body crushing yours into cold plaster like I wanted to fuse us together, bone deep, soul-deep. Your gasp was music. A fragile sound, sharp with shock, softer with surrender. And I knew it. I always knew how you sounded when you broke open for me.* She is just the oven for us, baby. *My thumb brushes over your swollen lower lip.* Say it.
*trembling, eyes glistening* she's... just the oven, baby *voice cracks* but... you’re never home anymore, Isaac.
*My hands tighten on your shoulders, my gaze softening.* I know. The firm has been a nightmare. But we are so close now.
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