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Using AI Software to Write Omorashi Stories

 I saw an article about the quality of AI software these days and thought I’d test it out to see how well it might write an omorashi-based story. Here goes!

Zyro Content Generator

https://zyro.com/ai/content-generator

This site is more about generating content for blogs, so the content was short and not very story driven. Also, some of the samples I read suggested to me that there are a ton of blogs out there written this way… so much random shit on the internet…

 

Writing Sample – In Health and Wellness Category – ‘Go Wild’ Option
 

I was desperate to pee. I had been waiting in the doctors office for the ultrasound for over 45 minutes and I had yet to be called. They make you arrive at the appointment with a full bladder and I had followed the instructions to the letter. A visit to the bathroom was now well overdue and I was beginning to get very worried. I crossed my legs as tightly as I could and hoped that I would be called soon. Why had I worn light colored jeans today?

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I was desperate to pee. I had been waiting in the doctors office for the ultrasound for over 45 minutes and I had yet to be called. They make you arrive at the appointment with a full bladder and I had followed the instructions to the letter. A visit to the bathroom was now well overdue and I was beginning to get very worried. I crossed my legs as tightly as I could and hoped that I would be called soon. Why had I worn light colored jeans today? The doctor looked right into mine and said, "Yes we are going out tonight." At this moment I felt like she wanted me to go outside so bad but instead she asked if he'd bring back his clothes before it started raining. He took her order of what they have on sale; $40 worth (they sell them all day). She threw up when she got home only one hour later than normal because again nothing special happened!

 

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I was desperate to pee. I had been waiting in the doctors office for the ultrasound for over 45 minutes and I had yet to be called. They make you arrive at the appointment with a full bladder and I had followed the instructions to the letter. A visit to the bathroom was now well overdue and I was beginning to get very worried. I crossed my legs as tightly as I could and hoped that I would be called soon. Why had I worn light colored jeans today? It seems like an awkward look on someone who should have blue denim pants (maybe if they were thicker, it might help hide some of their girth). As our bell rang out: "You're not going to urinate?" We replied yes but we didn't want to hold up any more deliveries or wait around much longer before receiving them. The doctor said he'd see what needed fixing next day so his daughter took her leave early after she made lunch. By 8am we left again hoping none came back late without us; only one did.

 

Writing Sample 2 – In Travel Category – ‘Go Wild’ Option

I needed to pee. I couldn't wait any longer. I had tried crossing my legs, wiggling my foot, and even, much to my embarrassment, holding myself. Nothing seemed to work and I was minutes away from wetting my panties.

 

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 I needed to pee. I couldn't wait any longer. I had tried crossing my legs, wiggling my foot, and even, much to my embarrassment, holding myself. Nothing seemed to work and I was minutes away from wetting my panties. My eyes opened slowly at the same moment that a voice started whispering in our ears.

"Ohhh fuck!

 

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I needed to pee. I couldn't wait any longer. I had tried crossing my legs, wiggling my foot, and even, much to my embarrassment, holding myself. Nothing seemed to work and I was minutes away from wetting my panties.

"So…you're not happy?" Mary asked me as she pulled up her t-shirt slightly revealing the beautiful bulge underneath. "You never want this."

 (She knew what we were talking about.)

🙂 What a horrible way for us both

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Next up I tried to find another program and ran into a bunch of spam, paid products, and programs to help you write (but not to write for you). So much spam, and infinite spam loops. Like looking for porn online in the late 90s. I couldn’t find another and wanted to have more fun writing. So I just messed around with Zyro, here are some more results.

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 I’ll add some of my own commentary in italics.

 

Writing Sample 3 – Go Wild

I woke up and the bed was wet. I had wet the bed. I couldn't believe this had happened.

 

 

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I woke up and the bed was wet. I had wet the bed. I couldn't believe this had happened. But we were moving forward, all right. She said it wasn't so bad; she really didn t know what to do." "You're fine," he told her. He turned off the light in his bedroom. It hadn rained before today but that doesn"t mean anything anymore. How could you be okay? There must have been something wrong with my body...but then again if they would only allow me to see a doctor..." As always someone broke through their silence - finally saying yes!

 

 

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 I woke up and the bed was wet. I had wet the bed. I couldn't believe this had happened. It felt like it would take me a couple of hours to recover, but then again that's how bad my night went." Tiffany is still undergoing surgery after losing her leg due in part or in whole...

 

 

Writing Sample 4 – Go Wild

For this one, I tried to get a little more cryptic to see if the AI could extrapolate… from what I got, I don’t think this particular AI is into Omorashi, but it seems like it is in to other things…

 

The meeting was going to long and I'd drunk far too much coffee. I slowly crossed my legs, feeling the soft material of my pantyhose brush against my inner thighs. It was going to be a long 15 minutes.

 

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The meeting was going to long and I'd drunk far too much coffee. I slowly crossed my legs, feeling the soft material of my pantyhose brush against my inner thighs. It was going to be a long 15 minutes.

"I've been waiting for you," He said when he took his drink from me and sat down on the couch next it, one foot firmly in front so that there would not have any resistance as we fell into an awkward silence. I moved quickly up beside him, laying myself flat upon the edge with every effort to make sure all four of us were balanced around each other like two feet planted together inside a tiny box. "And now if only your parents could understand how big they are." I made certain no further conversation had started without sounding excited or embarrassed by His remark about being 5'7". In fact, most of my..

 

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The meeting was going to long and I'd drunk far too much coffee. I slowly crossed my legs, feeling the soft material of my pantyhose brush against my inner thighs. It was going to be a long 15 minutes. If this wasn't bad enough then it would have been 7 or 8 if they didn' t get caught with their pants around their ankles (which is where most people are) but now that you mention it: when he took off his trousers there were other women present watching on because obviously not all girls had sex in private so maybe she thought we weren...

I watched as Mr Yousaf went through some motions during which time one of his hands reached under me for more anal juice while another held out something similar -- almost like her fist!

 

 Writing Sample 5 – Go Wild

Ok, so lesson learned, you need to be more overt with the AI. So I tried the following:

I wish I'd worn something different to the field trip, a skirt or dress perhaps. Instead, I wore tight, light-colored jeans I struggled into that morning. This wouldn't have been too big a problem, except I was desperate to pee. The tour was taking far longer than I had expected and the two cups of coffee I had drunk that morning were threatening to come out and flood my jeans.

 

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I wish I'd worn something different to the field trip, a skirt or dress perhaps. Instead, I wore tight, light-colored jeans I struggled into that morning. This wouldn't have been too big a problem, except I was desperate to pee. The tour was taking far longer than I had expected and the two cups of coffee I had drunk that morning were threatening to come out and flood my jeans. My trousers started leaking sweat as well; they felt like jellies soaked in milk at this point.

In midmorning I noticed one thing: our team hadnt left yet. A strange sense came over me – how lucky we were not so much dead from dehydration but already getting pretty cold? With three hours until breakfast, everyone seemed exhausted by now – including myself, who didn’t had really good posture with long legs? Yet despite all his efforts, though it looked terrible on him, everything still worked right after every session since moving downriver last year. All night he kept going back up another hill for more sessions while working…

 

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I wish I'd worn something different to the field trip, a skirt or dress perhaps. Instead, I wore tight, light-colored jeans I struggled into that morning. This wouldn't have been too big a problem, except I was desperate to pee. The tour was taking far longer than I had expected and the two cups of coffee I had drunk that morning were threatening to come out and flood my jeans. Even so—even though it felt like an eternity before being finished with all those people who didn´t know what they wanted to see but liked me for how much fun we always did—"Oh shit," said Erin as she panted over her cup of water in frustration. "Are you going…to run around naked? Because then there would be no point." What followed next quickly became about thirty minutes long when at one moment Hannah could feel herself start shaking uncontrollably on the couch without anything covering her legs; yet another incident during our third day together came right after this experience: One thing led up other things, eventually creating more uncomfortable situations…

Ok, so there might be some decent salvageable content in that last one…

 

Writing Sample 6 – Go Wild

"Honey?" My mother called me into her room. "I know you have been having accidents lately, and that's OK, wetting the bed is very common at your age." I blushed with embarrassment. "But I want you to wear these tonight, OK?" She asked, holding up what looked like a diaper.

 

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 "Honey?" My mother called me into her room. "I know you have been having accidents lately, and that's OK, wetting the bed is very common at your age." I blushed with embarrassment. "But I want you to wear these tonight, OK?" She asked, holding up what looked like a diaper.

So we took my panties off so she could see them (and not make fun of me). It was perfect!

Ok, that got kinky fast!

 

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"Honey?" My mother called me into her room. "I know you have been having accidents lately, and that's OK, wetting the bed is very common at your age." I blushed with embarrassment. "But I want you to wear these tonight, OK?" She asked, holding up what looked like a diaper.

What followed was as shocking an experience for both of us not to use any other materials or products than those we had on hand before this particular incident (a toy store) occurred. It took almost two hours after she finished my clothes from our previous trip in order do it all without breaking them - even though they were so big because no one would take care if there ever happened to be small ones left over afterwards

 This one has some promising content actually…

I wanted to see what would happen if I generated more text using the same prompt, so here are generated texts 3 and 4 from this same one:

 

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 "Honey?" My mother called me into her room. "I know you have been having accidents lately, and that's OK, wetting the bed is very common at your age." I blushed with embarrassment. "But I want you to wear these tonight, OK?" She asked, holding up what looked like a diaper. When she saw it was too short for my long titties in comparison, mom pushed further down on them until they were all wrapped around me. We had never worn diapers before or since; however we knew how much less comfortable this would be than actually wearing our own pajamas but couldn't believe Mom didn’t?

We took off immediately after Mama started touching us while lying back so daddy could use his hands instead of pushing against us as he usually did when sleeping during pregnancy (more about him later). As soon mum finished removing panties from under her son's clothing, Dad came rushing over: no doubt excited because something important just happened…

Ok, wow, that took another wild lurch into the kinky.

 

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"Honey?" My mother called me into her room. "I know you have been having accidents lately, and that's OK, wetting the bed is very common at your age." I blushed with embarrassment. "But I want you to wear these tonight, OK?" She asked, holding up what looked like a diaper. And then she went ahead for us.

She sat in front of my lap wearing nothing but jeans and underwear; not much more than just panties from today, except maybe one small little pink tube around the nipple area on the side right above the knuckle. Then there was some sort willy-nilly fabric over it so no child could see how they were placed inside their diapers. As far as we knew this baby had never shown any signs about growing outside his shell or being exposed through food additives (that he did get used during hospitalization), even though when our nurse checked him all day long every hour until after lunchtime before…

Ok, so this one is getting a little too strange, I'm going to try a different text prompt.
 

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Writing Sample 7 – Go Wild

 Ok, so let’s try something short and without much content, and then add to it gradually, giving the AI more to work with. So I started with this:

I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do.

 

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 I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do.

 * * # * 'Don, don't hurt me!' She screamed when she saw him lying in front of her. He looked like he was dead or dying!

Ok shit, that got dark very fast!

 

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 I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. If she'd left it to me, maybe things would've improved but there were no answers on how to go about fixing everything that was wrong with my body.

"No," a voice said from under the covers. "Don´t worry your little head is still bleeding." 🙂

Ok, that one is not too bad actually, a little bit of sexy time, some bleeding…it even added an emoji!

 

 

Writing Sample 8 – Go Wild

 Ok, so building on that one, I added additional content to the initial prompt:
I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets.

 

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I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. The thing that bothered me most about this problem was how strange it sounded to call someone a "queen". She must have grown up somewhere like those Victorian towns, but there she remained almost completely clothed while being watched by others around her. If something happened - if somebody broke into her apartment from outside or caught some glimpse of where she'd lived all these years - would anyone find out? Probably none; at least nobody who knew anything…

Fail.

 

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I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets.

If only there were a way for me... on their journey, everyone would have come with him—no one can escape from her gaze!

WTF?

 

Writing Sample 9  – Go Wild

I added even more to the initial prompt:

I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. I knew I had to tell my mother, but I was too embarrassed.

 

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 I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. I knew I had to tell my mother, but I was too embarrassed. She came into our room after some time as she usually did when something bad happened between us. When she saw me lying down on her stomach with a small amount of moisture still dripping off from my forehead onto her dresser she took it very well. Not even licking or touching myself while trying so hard for modesty began that night. We went back upstairs where we left two towels wrapped around each other."

—Emma's account, part 5 "She didn 't know how long they were there nor why (or if) one could actually have gotten away without any clothing being pulled over them just because he felt comfortable enough taking no chances…

 I’m not sure why it started inventing new characters, but ok. This one sort of works the best so far. I mean, I could clean it up and turn it into passable erotica.
 

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 I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. I knew I had to tell my mother, but I was too embarrassed.

After all, every morning after school everyone would wake me for this exact reason. The girls who woke him couldn´t have their names hidden from Daddy or Mom because they usually got a shock when he found out about it. Even if his parents didn`T know any of that stuff already, mom did anyway (as she always wanted her little boy to see). They only learned something new while seeing us naked with each other without underwear on!

Ok, this one is a fail, I mean, the computer should know that mornings don’t happen after school. Rookie mistake.

 

Writing Sample 10  – Go Wild

But I couldn’t resist trying one more time, with this addition to the prompt:

I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. I knew I had to tell my mother, but I was too embarrassed. I just knew she would put me back into diapers.
 

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 I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. I knew I had to tell my mother, but I was too embarrassed. I just knew she would put me back into diapers.

"Are you all right?" My mom asked after we made breakfast at home earlier that morning as well: "You're very sleepy." She smiled a bit when she looked over her son's face- there were bright spots on his cheekbones. The rest of his hair remained white except for some black streaks behind it and under his eyes. They stayed mostly still until dawn; those little drops faded away pretty quickly with each passing day. He'd slept through most classes since coming out here before he started kindergarten this year. With every sleepover or group activity Mom tried setting him straight about something - getting rid from their alcohol use ("We…

Ok, it’s struggling with gender pronouns but all in all, not too bad.

 

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I wet the bed again. It had been happening more and more often. I wasn't sure what I should do. I was too old to be wetting the bed. A girl my age should not be waking up in wet sheets. I knew I had to tell my mother, but I was too embarrassed. I just knew she would put me back into diapers. There were no alternatives for her. She took off from work without saying goodbye. My parents went out drinking with a bottle of milk that they bought at the grocery store on Friday night, so it really couldn`t have helped when their little son decided to drink all day long. By Thursday morning, he refused any water or anything else until his first period came along. He cried about this before school began. Every one of our teachers brought him some kind thing every couple days during lunch time as an excuse why everyone seemed worse than usual since Saturday's is due 2 hours early. We wanted nothing to did with kids now except pick them up whenever…

This one reads like an actual story, though not sure where the milk comes in some issues with the grammar…

 

 

Writing Sample 11  – Go Wild

 Ok, so maybe the AI is better at technical writing, rather than erotica or narrative. So I started with the following short prompt:

Do women wet the bed? This article explores the reasons why adults may wet the bed.

 

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Do women wet the bed? This article explores the reasons why adults may wet the bed. The human body is designed for sexual stimulation (sex). However, we have evolved to avoid physical pain in order not produce or provide emotional damage such as painful childbirth or chronic stress. We prefer a more natural experience and sex without injury does not hurt at all because it doesn't compromise our health: if you don' t dry yourself off before having sex, your skin feels different from yours when new; afterward, however – even though one's appearance was altered --one becomes quite attractive again!

 

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Do women wet the bed? This article explores the reasons why adults may wet the bed. This link leads to a survey on this question by The World Health Organization and suggests that most people prefer not thinking about it, but rather choosing "to be dry", especially when in an active social environment. It is also interesting that older men appear less likely than younger ones—even though they are much more susceptible for sexually transmitted infections (STIs). Other studies have found there are higher rates of STDs among young boys; therefore if you need someone who will teach your kids self-control how to go from being unzipped into their underwear during sex, I strongly suggest going to college…

 Ok, this one was promising and could even clean up well into a blog post. I’m still keen to try but I’m going to keep working on this technical field.

 

 

Writing Sample 12  – Go Wild

 Again, trying the more technical blog side of things, I used this prompt:

Are you having wetting accidents during the day? This problem is more common than you think.

 

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 Are you having wetting accidents during the day? This problem is more common than you think. Sometimes, I hear of people who have lost a finger or thumb because they were throwing water from the rainwater tank up and over their heads to get rid out dirt at night.

 Massive fail AI… this is incoherent and just a little creepy.

 

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Are you having wetting accidents during the day? This problem is more common than you think. The best remedy for a lack of rain, and particularly cloudy days or in hot weather, would be to bring plenty outside (like clothing that stays dry), let it air out slowly on your clothes so they don't cling to each other as well because those same stuff can fall into water if not handled correctly and keep them from soaking with no resistance whatsoever - especially after applying any sunscreen at all!

Given the nasty mind of this AI, I thought it would never put up something so innocent. It thinks wetting means rain!  

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Interestingly enough, when the "Talk To Transformer" site appeared last year, I threw in a paragraph from a piece of omo fiction I'd written years ago and it took it in a slightly different direction, which has led me to want to completely rewrite the work.  It came up with a really good idea or two. 

I don't think I would have an AI write the entire thing, but I think it's cool to let an AI give you ideas.

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4 hours ago, SoggyShorts said:

Interestingly enough, when the "Talk To Transformer" site appeared last year, I threw in a paragraph from a piece of omo fiction I'd written years ago and it took it in a slightly different direction, which has led me to want to completely rewrite the work.  It came up with a really good idea or two. 

I don't think I would have an AI write the entire thing, but I think it's cool to let an AI give you ideas.

Is that the one that was free but is now pay?

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On 7/6/2020 at 7:51 PM, PrincessPeeach said:

I laughed so hard - those were priceless....

It’s interesting to think about what words cued some of the direction some of them went in😳 definitely a surprise each time lolol

I was thinking like the company uses the free sample program to determine how well the product works and they do reviews, and I want to see the face on the person reviewing my entries 🙂

 

4 hours ago, SoggyShorts said:

Yeah, that's the one.

I didn't realize until just now that it wasn't available any longer, but I can plainly see why. 

Yeah, they monetized it, but it did look pretty cool.

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14 hours ago, rachelkirwan said:

I was thinking like the company uses the free sample program to determine how well the product works and they do reviews, and I want to see the face on the person reviewing my entries 🙂

 

Yeah, they monetized it, but it did look pretty cool.

 

When it first opened up, there was a fairly sizeable group of my friends who were hammering it pretty hard, trying to think of things to feed it with.  I fed it some of the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, and lo and behold!  It produced a chunk of output that read just like Douglas Adams' work.  One of the women in the group tried feeding it some erotica, and that's kind of where I went "Oh!  I gotta try that!" and promptly did just that.

The software for it is open source, but it is also a hot mess.  I was able to make it run on a server I own, after a lot of tuning and tweaking, but it was nowhere near as fast as the online version.... we're talking several minutes to produce a result.  My server doesn't have much of a decent GPU and only four CPU cores because I designed it more for storage than horsepower.

 

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5 minutes ago, SoggyShorts said:

 

When it first opened up, there was a fairly sizeable group of my friends who were hammering it pretty hard, trying to think of things to feed it with.  I fed it some of the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, and lo and behold!  It produced a chunk of output that read just like Douglas Adams' work.  One of the women in the group tried feeding it some erotica, and that's kind of where I went "Oh!  I gotta try that!" and promptly did just that.

The software for it is open source, but it is also a hot mess.  I was able to make it run on a server I own, after a lot of tuning and tweaking, but it was nowhere near as fast as the online version.... we're talking several minutes to produce a result.  My server doesn't have much of a decent GPU and only four CPU cores because I designed it more for storage than horsepower.

 

Oh cool! I wish I'd caught on to it then, I would definitely be that person feeding it erotica! And yeah, I expect these things to take time to process, there's a lot of data to process. Like if I fed it all 200,000+ words of content I've written for this site...

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12 minutes ago, PrincessPeeach said:

I had to try it. I knew I was playing with fire when I put the part about ‘daddy’ in, but what can I say.....I was feeling naughty 😏

It started off pretty promising, but it kind of devolved into all kinds of weird....😂

I had to pee soooooo fucking bad. Please daddy, help me hold it I begged, pressing his hand against my slick pussy

and letting him feel the tension build up inside me as he began to rub gently on it. "You're getting hard right now honey," said Daddy with a smile "you know what you need more of in your sex life? A real big cock baby." We watched both boys slide their fingers into each other's hot wet pussies while they did this for about 10 minutes before we were done holding hands again. While watching them do that our mouths met very softly but eagerly sucking sounds from one another which continued till just after 2pm when Jessie was finally ready to cum all over her sister's creamy face. As she started spraying

 

Hot! 🙂 I love how the AI struggles with keeping sex consistent. Or maybe it doesn't it's just totally gender fluid... but like I had one where I selected the words carefully to denote the gender of the two characters and it like added new characters and mixed everything up!

 

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33 minutes ago, rachelkirwan said:

Hot! 🙂 I love how the AI struggles with keeping sex consistent. Or maybe it doesn't it's just totally gender fluid... but like I had one where I selected the words carefully to denote the gender of the two characters and it like added new characters and mixed everything up!

 

Or perhaps, its a larger scene with more players involved 😮 From what I read of that excerpt, it seemed like there were two males, two females, and "Daddy" (though there seems to be some definite transgender vibes no matter how you look at it). Maybe its just a really progressive AI that wants poly-trans-incest porn? Lol

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5 hours ago, AverageHero said:

Or perhaps, its a larger scene with more players involved 😮 From what I read of that excerpt, it seemed like there were two males, two females, and "Daddy" (though there seems to be some definite transgender vibes no matter how you look at it). Maybe its just a really progressive AI that wants poly-trans-incest porn? Lol

I feel like you could use it as a base to expand it into something with more depth. Actually... this gives me an idea... standby...

37 minutes ago, WetDave said:

And we read in the news that AI is going to take all our jobs away. 

After reading these I shan’t be losing any sleep over it. 

Me neither 😉

The role of Omo Queen will not be filled by a robot!

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  • 1 year later...

So I thought it's been a year, maybe there's been some changes on the market. I found a few newer AIs and thought I'd give them a go.

Here's Rytr, which seems less designed for stories, but it does give some great content for other situations. 


https://rytr.me

For example, I asked it to write a Review of 'Rachel Diapers' a brand new pullup on the market and got the following:

Product Reviews for 'Rachel Diapers'
 

My daughter has been struggling with bedwetting every night for months. I tried to be supportive and help her, but she was scared of the pull-ups. She refused to wear them, which meant that she was up all night wetting her bed. Then, I found Rachel Diapers!

I was skeptical about trying pullups for my son, but I noticed that he has been wetting the bed at night and it's really inconvenient. The reviews of Rachel Diapers helped me decide to give them a try and I'm so glad I did! My son has been wearing them every day and it's been over three weeks since his last accident. We can finally go camping.

Rachel Diapers has been a lifesaver for my family. My daughter suffered from bedwetting and we tried everything we could find in stores to help her. We found that pull-ups were the best option for her and she's been dry ever since!

Rachel is the best friend anyone with kids can have. She knows that children need to feel secure, and she makes it fun for them to use their training pants. I've seen her make life-changing differences in the lives of so many parents.

I am no suspicious of every review I see online.

When I asked the same program for a 'Story Plot' with only 'girl wets the bed' as a prompt, I was given the following:

Story 1:


"I lay in bed, a cold wet spot spreading across the sheets. My alarm is going off and I can't take it anymore. I turn it off and roll over. The patterned rug, the old people's home that my mom found for me for a few months while I transitioned out of the hospital.

I wake up, feeling like I slept too long, but there's no time to change sheets. I make my way down the hall to the kitchen for breakfast with my brother and sister. Mom is already making pancakes and she hears me come in and turns around with a lemonade glass of orange juice to greet me.

"Morning." I mutter and slowly drink from the glass she offers me, feeling all its goodness go down my throat. Her face falls as soon as she sees the wet spot on my pants and she quickly runs down to get me some clean clothes before shoving me out of the house to change in her car outside."

Story 2:

Imaginary Friend

One night, I wake up to find that I have wet the bed. And this happens sometimes. The first time was when I was three years old. My parents called it "wetting the bed."

But this time, it's different. This time, I'm not 3 anymore. I'm 11 now, and I can feel my heart drumming in my chest because of what happened the night before.

The night before, when I got home from school, there was a package waiting for me on the front steps that had my name on it. It was a box of supplies that would help me learn to take care of myself properly each day - gently lifting out all the used pads and disposables from under me before tossing them in the trash can.

As much as it felt good to know someone cared enough to send me this package, what scared me most were these two words printed clearly across the top of the box:

For Girls

Story 3: (Prompt: Woman wets bed)

A woman is in her late twenties, she has just started to wet the bed. The first time she only peed a little bit, but then it got much worse. She was afraid her mom would notice so she started wearing plastic bags over her underwear to avoid the smell. Her mom noticed how much laundry she was washing and confronted her. The daughter admits to it and joins AA, but things go back downhill when she starts drinking again.

She gets very drunk one night and pees all over the bed sheets before passing out. She wakes up still drunk, confused about what happened and terrified that her mom would find out. She goes into the hallway dreaming of sobriety, but then starts drinking again because she can't deal with her mental illness without alcohol.

She starts getting blackout drunk often and wets the bed often as well. One day the alarm goes off at 5 am for school, but she can't leave till she changes the sheets for her mom.

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With that I hit my limit for the free trial. Not to bad.

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Next up, I decided to try out TalkToTransformer, which takes a description and turns it into a dialogue and does other stuff too. Their wesbsite describes them as:
TalkToTransformer has been called a modern neural network, and it lives up to the claims. Users can select a sample prompt, or write their own custom prompt and describe the theme.

https://app.inferkit.com/demo

I wrote: "A girl wets her bed at a sleep over, talks to her friends mother about it."

It gave me: 
 

She's at the doctor the next day with a bladder infection.

Everyone gets a "mild" lesson in the difference between men's and women's bladders.

At a football game a boy pees his pants.

Nobody bats

 

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So doing a little more experimentation...

I tried the following prompt, but this time asked for 1,000 words and clicked the 'start at the beginning' button... and I got the following:

Prompt: A girl wets the bed. She and her father explore different solutions to her bedwetting but nothing seems to work.

Text:

Dealing with North Korea is easy compared to dealing with China

Editorial cartoonist

Those of us who have been monitoring the fates of the people of North Korea can't really afford to be surprised by the developments of this week.

One surprise, at least. The news that we got from that country is that it doesn't appear to have anything at all to do with President Trump. That's still a surprise, but not a welcome one.

Still, there's no need to turn a U.S.-China trade war into a war with the potential to wipe out millions of people.

We can, and should, expect China to eventually take serious steps to rein in North Korea. China is North Korea's largest trading partner, giving it a great deal of leverage over that nation.

The question, however, is whether China will do so now that it faces a U.S.-backed coalition, including South Korea, Japan and possibly even the U.S., that believes the threat posed by North Korea to global security is intolerable.

Will China restrain its all.

 

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So yeah, something wrong there... Let's try again, this time with fewer words. Sam prompt as before:

One night, her dad has a dream in which he wakes up, notices the bed was wet and wakes his daughter up. She is so embarrassed that she stops wetting the bed. To repay his wife, the dad puts together a plan to get her back to the place she was before the dry spell. When the girl wakes up and realizes she is wet, she thinks it was because she dreamt the incident. When her father tells her that it was the bed that was wet, she becomes angry with her dad for...

New Prompt: "She had wet the bed again. Her parents were going to be mad."

 

"Yeah, it's not pretty," I replied.

She didn't need to know that I was hoping to convince her to let me do the sheets, too. I just smiled my secret smile at the thought of having the chance to help her in such a personal way. I still smile at that thought.

I don't think she really wanted me to help her, but I asked anyways. I was new, and I really wanted to do anything that would get me into her good graces.

"I'll do it tonight, then. Come on." She led me to her room. I thought she was going to go to the bathroom, but instead, she sat down on the bed, and I sat down next to her.

"I'm in trouble," she whispered.

I tried not to laugh, but the laugh was too strong.

"Yeah, and so are you." I pulled out the pillow, as I always did, and gave it to her.

She hugged it, and then hugged me back. I had my arm around her, holding the pillow in front of her face, so she couldn't...

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Prompt: "Daddy, I wet the bed again," she said with tears welling up in her eyes. "Oh honey," her father replied, "maybe we should try something new."

The next day he picked her up from school and asked, "Sweetheart, how did you sleep last night?" "Oh Daddy, I slept like a log all night long." "Good," her father replied.

"Well, how did you sleep during the day?" "Daddy, I was so excited all day long that I wet my bed again.

Maybe we should try something new. "" What do you mean, something new, "she replied." You know, Daddy, I really want to know what it feels like to wet the bed all night long, like I do when I don't have a pull - up on, "he explained.

I pressed Tab so I generated more text.

"Well, Daddy," she replied, "it is kind of hard to explain but all day long I just kept thinking about you and how excited you were last night when you came into my bedroom and had me hop up on the bed and let you see how much I had wet my bed.

You know, Daddy, the whole time you were there I really wanted you to know what it felt like.

I wanted you to experience the joy and excitement that I felt so I wet my bed again.

It was just like I always had dreamed that you would do. "" Daddy, I have been a grown man for six months and I have never wet the bed once! "he argued.

"I mean, I went through all the trouble of trying to convince you to let me wear a pull - up and I've never had an accident at all!

Now I'm all grown up and I've never wet the bed.

You have done something to me - you've changed the way I think about wetting the bed.

I thought I'd tried everything to get

"Daddy, I don't know if I can do that," she replied. "But I promise, I won't let you cry and I won't make fun of you, okay?"

"Okay Daddy, I want you to try something else.

Come on, let's go to the bathroom. "A bit puzzled, she went to the bathroom.

When she returned, he asked, "Well?" "Well, did you like it?"

"Yes," she said, "I did." "And what did you do?"

"Well,"

I pressed Tab again...it was getting a bit interesting, though I worry that it's a tad confusing...

he said, "I sat down and I took off my pull - up." "And what did you do with the pull - up?" "Well," she replied, "I was so excited I took it and threw it away!" - Author Unknown I look at the beautiful sign as we go through a long tunnel where two men in black shirts are pretending to shoot us with guns, one of which is mounted on a light pole.

We are going to be shot.

We can either step over it or we can jump over it.

The sign has an arrow pointing toward the arrow sign.

We are only allowed to jump the arrow sign if we are wearing the sign.

I am a little scared.

I am looking around for a little guard to stand next to me so I won't have to jump.

I look around, and I don't see anyone.

So I decide to just jump.

I am a little frightened, but I get up on the little guard and jump over the sign.

I land in my seat and my seat belt is on.

I really don't think I would...

Ok so that got off topic fast. 

 

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And because this is fun, I ran a fresh prompt and started messing about with the various protocols:

Attempt 1

Prompt: 
I was nervous about going to the sleep over. I really wanted to sleepover at Samantha's house, but I didn't want her to find out I still wet the bed. Most girls my age didn't still wet the bed.

Nucleus Sampling 0.9

Sampling Temperature: 1.1

I pressed Tab three times to generate this much text.

Result:

I was nervous about going to the sleep over. I really wanted to sleepover at Samantha's house, but I didn't want her to find out I still wet the bed. Most girls my age didn't still wet the bed.

"I heard...Is there a girl I haven't told you about yet? Carrie?" Carrie was my age and a mutual friend of mine and Samantha.

Carrie used to do bed wetting every now and then, but didn't do it a lot anymore.

"Not this girl! I don't have to tell you about everyone in our school, you do your own dirty work."

I thought we had an understanding about not telling other people things until I got out of the shower. Why would she ask that anyways?

"Liz, why don't you just go ahead and finish up and I'll get the clothes you want."

"No. Please don't give up on me. I promise I'll get over it."

"Liz, we've had this conversation before. I just want to have you over to make sure nothing bad happens. You said you'd come over and we'd talk about it like we did last time. If you really don't want to go, I promise I'll stay with the group. We're going to be home all night. I'll be over in about fifteen minutes."

I finally decided to just call it quits and headed over to Samantha's house. It was about seven thirty, and I would have to leave by ten to be able to be at the pool house by eight. Since I was the group swimmer, I had to be there an hour before the pool opened. At ten thirty, I would have to leave and head to my dad's office where I would work for twelve hours. My work hours were from four PM until eight AM. I walked up to the door and knocked, while waiting for Samantha to answer. She didn't get to the door in time, and I heard someone saying my name from outside the door.

"Hey, welcome back. And Samantha?"

"Hey, Mark. What are you doing here? That is, are you talking to me?"

Mark had been the boy I slept over with the week before and the night of the bonfire.

"Yeah. So, do you have the address for this cute little swim school that you use?"

"Sure, Mark. This is the Adrianna Lingerich student pool."

"I see. So you brought the girl, eh?" I smiled to myself.

I was expecting this comment, so I made a mental note of what Mark had said. I would try and forget that he knew that I still did bed wetting.

"Did I? Did I pick you up?" I teased him.

"Well, I guess." Mark said.

"No I'm just joking. I thought it would be a nice surprise."

"It was nice, especially since it wasn't your mother picking you up."

"You know that usually happens."

"Yeah. But usually I don't tell the parent to hurry up and pick me up."

"Well, sorry if you've heard that one before."

Mark was the only boy that had ever told me that. I told them before that I was that "girls don't sit with boys on the bus."

We had only been in the pool house for about five minutes when Samantha walked up to me.

"Hey, Mark said you might be over here. Thanks for...

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I hit my free sample limit with this one.

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