Sophia groaned, her belly massive with the twenty-three children she was carrying, thanks to going on a date with her rich, handsome husband. She'd made a mistake altering how babies were conceived. Sure grabbed her phone and put that back to normal. Then, desperate to get out of this situation, she generated another sentence.
"Sophia is carrying twenty-three children." She already knew from experience the app wouldn't let her reduce the number. She changed "carrying" to "parenting".
Two babies were in her arms, nursing, as she sat in a rocking chair, watching the other twenty-one children, now of varying ages, in the nursery. Her body was not in good shape, however, after having so many kids. Sophia changed that back. She generated a new sentence.
"Sophia is a stay-at-home mother." No. She'd get bored. She changed "stay-at-home" to "working" and made herself owner of the daycare again. Now, her children young enough for daycare attended it.
Sophia's husband, who had been playing with the children, got up. Sophia grimaced. She thought making everyone nudists would be funny, but actually thought it was kind of gross. She reverted that back, and her husband was dressed handsomely again.
Sophia sighed in relief. She had to be careful with this app. She could do some serious damage if she didn't think before changing something.