"Jake, Tommy needs a diaper change," Sophia said.
"Oh, uh, one second," Jake said. He generated a new sentence.
"Jake has been given a new task by his boss." Jake changed "boss" to "wife". Matching wedding rings appeared on their hands. Sophia marched over, holding Tommy. She kissed him on the cheek. Her massive breasts pressed against him from the simple movement.
"Just because you're my husband doesn't mean you get special treatment," she purred. She handed Tommy over to him and kissed him again, her red hair tickling Jake's face. "Come on, these troublemakers are our last ones for the day. Once they get picked up by their dad, we can close up. Go home." Sophia rubbed Jake's arm. "Maybe have some intimate time together."
"You got it, babe," Jake said, thrilled. He kissed Sophia back and brought Tommy over to a changing table. Thankfully, he had muscle memory for the be reality and was able to change the thoroughly soiled undergarments quickly and easily.
When Jake brought Tommy back over, the boys' dad had already arrived. Jake was amused to see the dad was Mr. Thompson, who gave them a massive tip for potty training four of his quintuplets. While Sophia chatted with Mr. Thompson, Jake discreetly pulled his phone out, opened the app, and generated a new sentence.
"Sophia and Jake run a successful daycare." Jake frowned. This was what he was looking for. Now he just had to decide what to change "daycare" to.