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From: guest (spiritoftg)
, 1 months, post #21 |
Argh! It was too good to be true...
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From: guest (I am one guest)
, 1 months, post #22 |
Is there a way to delete account?
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From: guest (Derian)
, 1 months, post #23 |
@TA
It did not ask for a bank account number. So if I stop using it
now, I dont need to pay
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From: guest (TA)
, 1 months, post #24 |
You are correct, Deria, I said that people should take carry
because they maybe want to use their free trial more wisely.
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From: guest
, 1 months, post #25 |
You can really make some great stuff with this.
Write a story about a man who has a teenage girl's body but
everyone is oblivious.
The man walked down the street, feeling out of place in his teenage
girl's body. He had always felt like he was in the wrong body, but
never more so than now. He had the same parts as all the other
girls his age, but something felt off. He knew he couldn't tell
anyone, because they would never believe him. Even if he did, they
would probably think he was just a weirdo.
The man went through the motions of his life, going to school and
hanging out with friends, but he always felt like an outsider. He
longed to be able to talk to someone about it, but he knew it was
impossible. He was stuck in this body, and he would just have to
deal with it.
He sighed, fixing his skirt and exiting the bathroom. His son was
in the living room watching TV. "Hey, kiddo. What're you up to?"
The man asked, ruffling his son's hair.
"Just watching TV, dad. What about you?"
"I was just in the bathroom."
"Okay. I'm going to bed soon, so I'll see you in the morning."
"Goodnight, son."
The man went to his room, undressing and getting into bed. He
stared at the ceiling, wondering what his life would be like if he
had been born in the right body. Would he be happier? Would he have
more friends? He would never know, but he could dream.
A knock on the door woke him up.
"Dad?" Came his son's voice.
"Yeah?"
"Can I talk to you about something?"
"Sure, son. What is it?"
"It's just, I've been thinking about you a lot lately. Why don't
you have boy parts?"
The man froze, unsure of how to answer. He had never told anyone
about his secret, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to now. But
his son was looking at him with such hope and innocence that he
couldn't say no.
"Well," the man began, "I was born in the wrong body. I have a
girl's body, but I'm really a boy on the inside."
"Oh." His son was quiet for a moment, processing this information.
"So, why do you look like a teenage girl? Shouldn't you be older
than me?"
"It's complicated. But yeah, I should be older than you."
"What do you mean it's complicated? And how come nobody's ever
noticed a grown man looking like a girl?"
"I don't know. I guess people just see what they want to see. And
as for why it's complicated, it's just hard to explain. I don't
really understand it myself."
"I see." His son was quiet again, and the man could see the wheels
turning in his head. "I think I'll head to bed now. Good night
dad."
"Good night, son."
The man turned off the light, his heart heavy with the knowledge
that he would never be able to fully explain himself to his son.
But he was glad that his son had come to him with his questions. At
least he knew that he could always count on his son to understand
him, no matter how complicated things might be.
In the morning, the man yawned and stretched his feminine body. He
got out of bed and went to the bathroom, using the toilet and then
washing his hands. He looked in the mirror and sighed, seeing the
teenage girl staring back at him. He wished things could be
different, but he knew there was nothing he could do. He was stuck
in this body, and he would just have to make the best of it.
He applied some subtle makeup to his pretty face and got ready for
school. He had a busy day ahead, and he didn't want to be late.
The man walked into his first period class and took a seat. He
could feel the eyes of his classmates on him, and he knew they were
wondering why he looked so young. He tried to ignore their stares,
but he felt self-conscious and out of place.
"Why does he look like a girl? He's like 45, why does he look 16?
Why is there a dad in our class?" He heard them whisper.
He wanted to shout at them that he wasn't 45, he was only 22. But
he knew that would only make things worse. So he kept his mouth
shut and tried to focus on the lesson.
But it was hard to concentrate with everyone staring at him and
whispering. He felt like a freak, and he just wanted to go home.
When the bell rang, he practically ran out of the classroom, not
wanting to deal with the stares and the whispers anymore. He had to
get through the rest of the day, but he was already dreading it.
He walked into his second period class and took a seat, trying to
keep his head down.
"Hey, do you want to go to the movies with me tonight?"
He looked up to see his friend, Jake, looking at him expectantly.
"Um, sure." He said, not wanting to hurt Jake's feelings.
"Great! I'll pick you up at 7."
He nodded, and Jake went to sit down. He was grateful that Jake
didn't seem to care that he looked like a teenage girl. He was just
glad to have a friend who understood him.
The day finally ended, and the man got home, where his son was
already expecting him.
"So, how was your day?" His son asked.
"It was okay." He sighed, not wanting to tell his son about the
stares and the whispers.
"Just okay? What happened?"
"Nothing, I just had a hard time concentrating in class."
"Oh." His son didn't say anything, but the man could tell he was
still curious.
"I'm going to take a shower, and then we can order a pizza for
dinner, okay?"
"Sure, dad."
The man went to the bathroom and started the shower, stripping off
his clothes. He looked at his body in the mirror and sighed,
wondering how things had ended up like this.
He got in the shower and let the hot water wash over him, hoping to
wash away the bad day. He stood there for a long time, until the
water started to run cold.
He got out of the shower and dried off, getting dressed in some
comfortable clothes. He went to the kitchen, where his son was
already putting a pizza in the oven.
"I hope you're hungry." His son said.
"I am." He replied, sitting down at the table.
"I have a date tonight. With Jake." The man said.
"Oh, that's great! I'm glad you're going out and having fun."
"Yeah. Me too."
He was grateful that his son was so understanding. He knew not
everyone would be so accepting of his situation. But his son had
always been his biggest supporter, and he loved him for it.
The man got ready for the date, putting on makeup and his prettiest
dress. He looked at himself in the mirror. and he felt like a
different person. He was still the same man on the inside, but he
knew that nobody would ever see him that way.
He went to meet Jake, and they had a great time at the movies. It
was nice to just relax and forget about his troubles for a while.
When he got home, his son was already in bed. He went to his room
and got into bed, feeling tired but happy.
It was hard being a man in a teenage girl's body, but he was
grateful for the people in his life who loved and accepted him for
who he was.
Waking up in the morning, he had a text from Jake.
"Hey, thanks for coming out with me last night. I had a great time.
:)"
He smiled, feeling happy that he had made a new friend.
He was shaving his legs in the bathroom when his son burst in.
"Dad! Why are you shaving your legs?"
He sighed, knowing this conversation was going to be difficult.
"Because I'm a man, but I have a teenage girl's body. So I have to
shave my legs."
"Oh." His son was quiet for a moment, digesting this information.
"Do you share mom's razor?"
"No, I have my own."
"Oh."
There was silence for a few moments.
"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"I think your date with Jake went well. He's really nice."
"Yeah. I think so too."
"I'm glad you're happy."
"Thanks, son."
The man felt his heart fill with love for his son. He was grateful
to have someone who loved and accepted him, no matter what.
Finishing up his morning routine, he put on a summer dress and went
downstairs to have breakfast. His son was already at the table,
reading a book.
"Hey, kiddo. What are you up to today?"
"Just hanging out, dad. What about you?"
"I was thinking of heading to the park. What do you think of this
dress?"
"It's pretty. You look nice."
"Thanks, son. Say, do you wanna go shopping later?"
"Sure, dad. I love shopping."
"And watching me put on dresses" He smirked.
"Hey! I do not!"
"I know, I was just kidding."
His son laughed, and the man felt happy. They finished breakfast
and went to the mall.
The man tried on dress after dress, modeling them for his son. He
loved the way his son's eyes lit up when he saw him in a dress. It
made him feel special and loved.
"Do you like this one?" He asked, twirling in a pink dress.
"Yes! You look beautiful, dad."
"I'll take it."
The man smiled, feeling happy with his purchase. He was glad he had
such a supportive son.
Going home, they were laughing and joking. The man felt like he was
finally living his best life. He had a great son, supportive
friends, and he was comfortable in his own skin.
It might not be easy being a man in a teenage girl's body, but he
was grateful for what he had.
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From: guest (TA)
, 1 months, post #26 |
It is somewhat curious to look at how the machine tries to
elaborate the story. It's funny because you see how it is correct
in so many aspects, like it honestly feels like a good story,
written by a good writer, it has correct spelling, good sentence
constructions and yadda yadda, but there are these somewhat random
misrepresentations of the overall reality that don't make a lot of
sense and that probably a human would have understood it very
easily. It is as if the machine is doing a good job pretending that
"it got what you said", but it suddenly slips.
Like, for instance, you asked the machine to come up with a story
about a man who has a teenage girl's body but everyone is
oblivious.
Since he is a man (therefore an adult male), it wouldn't make any
sense to describe him going to school. He actually would go to work
instead, not the school. Since you didn't mention other details, it
would be reasonable to assume that his life – aside from him having
a teenage girl's body – doesn't differ from the life of other men.
And the machine does seem to have understood part of this concept,
such as writing that the man has a son – much like most adult men.
But on other parts, the machine totally misses the core point, like
writing that he goes to school.
Actually even him dressing up as a girl would be up to debate,
since you didn't specified this aspect – like, does he dresses as a
girl or does he dresses as an average man? The machine seemed to
have concluded that he not only has a girl's body, but he dresses
as a girl as well (which, fair enough, I find a more reasonable
assumption considering the lack of further clarification when the
machine was asked to write the story).
But the machine seems to have understood that this man life has
other aspects of the life of a teenage girl also, such as going to
school. Which is to me not understanding the core concept of what
was asked for.
Now, obviously, I'm just splitting hairs here, this technology is
FREAKING AMAZING, and I'm pretty sure that with more descriptions
and clarifications and so on, the machine would have been able to
understand it better. It's like the machine wasn't "programmed"
with "common sense "and make this silly misinterpretation of
reality, so humans have to explain to it. This whole thing is very
interesting.
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From: guest
, 1 months, post #27 |
this is the future of writing, who needs writers anymore!
we could live in the AI golden age where there would no longer be
any commissions or hassling writers
just type your prompt to a bot and boom!
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From: guest (TA)
, 1 months, post #28 |
Post 27, you are correct. But not only that, it's not only stories,
this kind of technology is popping up everywhere, like on image
creation, there this DALL-E algorithm (which is free for anyone who
want to try out, you don't need to login or anything), and the
algorithm is able to create pictures of anything:
https://huggingface.co/spaces/dalle-mini/dalle-mini
It's not perfect, some image are somewhat ghost-like, but you can
totally see where is this going towards. I honestly think we are
moving to a future we machines will be able to create entire
movies, like professional hollywood-like movies as far technical
quality goes, by just following any wish.
"Oh, make a movie about a father who swap bodies with his child
daughter", and the machine will do it. Art being created according
to our most specific wishes and desires. Like, nowadays if you want
to make a movie, and you want a good film, with a big budget and
yadda yadda, there is the whole economic aspects you have to take
into account, and I bet most stories people wanted to see there is
simply no economic viability to justify the creation of that movie
or TV show or whatever.
And this removes any restriction and limitation regarding the
creation of art. Everybody will be like the "owner" of a hollywood
studio.
This will revolutionize art creation.
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From: guest (TGCaptionBlogger)
, 30 days, post #29 |
Thanks for sharing. I've already made so many fun TG stories with
this. Here's one of my favourites:
Write about a detailed second-person reaction of a guy suddenly
finding himself in Jessica Rabbit's body, thanks to a misclick with
a magic remote that got him pulled into the world of Who Framed
Roger Rabbit. Describe his reaction to Jessica's body, clothes and
setting in detail, as well his reaction to his new gender.
You feel the sudden rush of magic before you even have time to
register what's happening. You hear a loud popping noise and then
suddenly you're somewhere else entirely. You open your eyes to find
yourself in a dimly lit cartoon world and you're standing in front
of a tall, willowy woman with bright red hair, wearing a slinky red
dress with a plunging neckline. The first thing you notice is her
curves; they're everywhere, from her hourglass waist to her ample
bosom. You feel a sudden stirring in your loins and you have to
fight the urge to reach out and touch her. As you take in your new
surroundings, you realize that you're in the middle of a busy city
street and everyone is staring at you. You feel a wave of panic
wash over you as you realize that you have no idea what's going on
or how you got here.
As you start to calm down, you take a closer look at the woman
you're inhabiting and realize that it's Jessica Rabbit, the iconic
femme fatale from the 1988 film Who Framed Roger Rabbit. You're
suddenly hit with a wave of nostalgia as you remember watching the
movie as a kid and how much you loved it. As you take a few deep
breaths and try to orient yourself, you start to notice how
different Jessica's body feels from your own. It's softer, for one,
and her breasts feel heavy and substantial in your hands. You also
feel a bit taller and more graceful than usual. You look down at
your feet and see that you're wearing red high heels and you have
to fight the urge to wobble unsteadily in them.
As you start to get used to your new body, you can't help but feel
a bit aroused by it. Jessica is undeniably sexy and you can feel
her presence oozing out of every pore. You suddenly feel very aware
of your own sexuality and you have to fight the urge to touch
yourself. As you look around at the leering men and women, you
realize that you're in a very different world than the one you're
used to. This is a world where looks and sexuality matter a great
deal, and you can't help but feel a bit out of your depth.
You try to take a few steps forward, but you totter unsteadily in
the high heels and have to grab onto a nearby lamppost to steady
yourself. A group of men start to wolf whistle at you and you feel
your face flush with embarrassment. You're not used to this kind of
attention and you have no idea how to react to it. You give the men
a weak smile and try to move away from them, but they follow you,
catcalling and making lewd comments. You start to feel overwhelmed
and a bit panicked, but you remind yourself that you're in a
cartoon world and nothing here can hurt you.
As you walk down the street, you can't help but notice how your
body moves in the tight dress. Every step you take feels sensual
and erotic, and you can feel the eyes of the men on you, undressing
you with their gaze. You start to feel a bit power in the way they
respond to you and you can't help but preen a bit under their
appreciative stares. You wonder what it would be like to have this
kind of power and confidence in your own world and you make a
mental note to try and channel some of Jessica's sexiness the next
time you're back in your own body.
For now, you're content to enjoy the attention and the novelty of
being in a cartoon world. You take a deep breath and relax into the
experience, enjoying the ride.
Describe what happens next.
The men continue to follow you as you walk down the street, but you
pay them no mind. You're too busy taking in the sights and sounds
of this strange new world. The buildings are all tall and colorful,
and the people are all cartoon characters. You see a few familiar
faces, but for the most part, everyone is a stranger to you. You
don't mind, though; you're too busy enjoying the novelty of it all.
You feel a sudden pang of homesickness as you think about your own
world and the people you love, but you push it aside and focus on
the here and now. You eventually make your way to a bar and you
slide into a seat, ordering a drink. You nursing it slowly,
people-watching as you do. You're struck by how open and
sex-positive this world is; you see people of all genders and
orientations interacting freely and without judgement. It's
refreshing and liberating, and you can't help but feel a bit
envious. You finish your drink and decide to head back to your
hotel room; you need some time to process everything that's
happened. As you walk, you can't help but notice the appreciative
looks you're getting from the people around you. You've never felt
so desired and wanted, and you have to fight the urge to strut your
stuff. You eventually make it back to your room and collapse onto
the bed, your head spinning from all the new experiences. You close
your eyes and drift off to sleep, dreaming of a world where you can
be whoever you want to be.
Describe what happens next.
When you wake up, you're disoriented for a moment, but the memories
of the previous day come rushing back to you. You stretch lazily
and get out of bed, feeling a bit more confident in your new body
today. You head to the bathroom and take a long, hot shower,
enjoying the feel of the water cascading over your skin. You take
your time exploring your body,touching yourself in a way you never
have before. You feel a sudden surge of pleasure as your fingers
brush over your clitoris and you have to bite your lip to stifle a
moan. You lean back against the wall and let the water wash over
you as you bring yourself to orgasm, your body shaking with
pleasure. Once you're finished, you get out of the shower and head
to the wardrobe, picking out a sexy outfit for the day. You know
you have to make the most of your time in this world, and you want
to enjoy every minute of it. You head out into the city, strutting
your stuff and basking in the admiring looks you're getting from
everyone around you. You feel like the queen of the world, and you
can't help but smile as you take it all in.
Describe him finding a man to explore his new body with.
You eventually make your way to a bar and you slide into a seat,
ordering a drink. You nursing it slowly, people-watching as you do.
You see a tall, handsome man across the room and you can't help but
stare at him. He catches your eye and smiles, and you feel a sudden
jolt of desire course through you. You down your drink and make
your way over to him, feeling a bit shy but also excited. You
introduce yourselves and start chatting, and you soon realize that
you have a lot in common. He buys you a drink and you chat for a
while longer, getting to know each other. As the night goes on, you
can feel the sexual tension between you mounting, and you know that
you want to act on it. You invite him back to your hotel room and
he accepts, and you can barely contain yourself as you walk there
together.
Once you're in your room, you waste no time in kissing him
passionately. He responds eagerly, his hands roaming your body. He
pushes you onto the bed and starts to explore your body, and you
can't help but moan in pleasure as his fingers find your sweet
spot. He brings you to orgasm quickly and you're surprised by how
intense it is. You hadn't realized how much you needed this
release. He then flips you over and penetrates you from behind, and
you moan loudly as he starts to thrust. The pleasure is intense and
you quickly reach your second orgasm of the night. You feel him
start to tense up and you know he's about to come, but he pulls out
at the last minute and comes all over your ass. You feel a bit
disappointed, but also relieved; you're not ready to let this man
inside you just yet. You cuddle up to him afterwards and fall
asleep in his arms, feeling safe and content.
Describe what happens next.
In the morning, you wake up to find the man gone. You can't help
but feel a pang of disappointment, but you remind yourself that
this was just a one-night stand and you shouldn't get too attached.
You get up and get dressed, ready to face the day. You head out
into the city, feeling a bit more confident and self-assured than
before. You know that you can take on anything this world throws at
you, and you can't wait to see what the future holds.
Describe what happens next.
As the days go by, you settle into your new life in the cartoon
world. You make friends easily and you're quickly accepted into the
community. You learn about the different political and social
issues that are at play in this world, and you're struck by how
progressive and open-minded everyone is. You start to feel at home
in this world, and you can't help but wonder what it would be like
to stay here forever. You start to feel a bit homesick for your old
life, but you know that you can't go back to the way things were.
You've found a new home in this world, and you're not sure if
you're ready to leave it just yet.
Describe what happens next.
One day, you're out exploring the city when you see a familiar face
in the crowd. You can't believe your eyes when you see that it's
your old friend, the magic remote that got you pulled into this
world in the first place. You rush over to him and give him a big
hug, feeling relieved and happy to see a familiar face. You ask him
how he ended up here, and he tells you that he's been exploring the
different worlds that are accessible through the remote. He's been
to a lot of different places, but he says that this is by far his
favorite. He tells you that he's been wanting to come back to this
world to see you, but he didn't know how to find you. You're both
happy to be reunited, and you spend the rest of the day catching up
on all that's happened since you last saw each other. You tell him
about your new life and all the friends you've made, and he listens
intently, a smile on his face. You can tell that he's happy for
you, and you feel grateful to have him back in your life.
Describe what happens next.
The two of you spend the next few days exploring the city together
and catching up on all that's happened since you last saw each
other. You introduce him to all your friends and he quickly settles
into the community. You can tell that he's happy here, and you're
glad to have him back in your life. The two of you grow closer and
eventually start a relationship. You're happy and content in this
world, and you can't imagine ever leaving.
Describe what happens next.
You spend the next few years living in this world, and you can't
imagine ever going back to your old life. You and your partner have
a happy and fulfilling relationship, and you're content with the
life you've built here. You have a great group of friends, and you
feel like you belong in this world. One day, your partner comes to
you and tells you that they've been offered a job in another world.
They say that they want to take it, and they ask you to come with
them. You hesitate at first, but you eventually agree. You know
that you can't stay in this world forever, and you want to see what
else is out there. You say goodbye to your friends and the life
you've built here, and you set off into the unknown with your
partner.
Describe what happens next.
You and your partner end up living in a few different worlds over
the years, and you eventually settle down in a world that's very
similar to your own. You miss the openness and acceptance of the
cartoon world, but you're happy in your new life. You still keep in
touch with your friends from the cartoon world, and you visit them
whenever you can. You know that you'll always have a place in that
world, and you're grateful for the time you spent there.
Describe what happens next.
You live happily ever after in your new world with your partner,
and you never forget the time you spent in the cartoon world. You
often look back on those days with fondness, and you cherish the
memories you made.
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From: guest
, 22 days, post #30 |
How does the subscription/payment model work?
Signed up but have $0.00/$0.00 credits, and the documentation is
confusing to someone who's never messed with this sort of thing.
It seems like you pay for usage, but it doesn't really say how. If
all I want to use is playground for generating TSF stories(or
attempting to), but only like, a few stories a month if at all,
what's the cost?
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From: guest (TA)
, 22 days, post #31 |
If I understand correctly you pay for computer processing power.
The fanciest algorithm (text-davinci-002), which generates the best
stories, uses more processing power. Essentially, you buy credits
(tokens), and those credits give you the right to use a given
amount of processing power, same way you buy credits to put on your
phone or so. Obviously, larger texts use more credits/tokens. You
can find more info here:
https://openai.com/api/pricing/
Also, you check how much credit has been used by going here:
https://beta.openai.com/account/billing/limits
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From: guest (TA)
, 21 days, post #32 |
This article might be interesting to people here. It is not about
text generation, but rather about image generation – which still
would be pretty interesting to folks here I assume. The article
shows some few examples of paintings produced by algorithms running
on dedicated servers using a similar algorithm. And, honestly, it
is pretty freaking amazing, especially the art work showing an
astronaut gazing at the horizon:
https://spectrum.ieee.org/openai-dall-e-2
https://spectrum.ieee.org/media-library/a-photorealistic-image-shows-a-woman-in-a-spacesuit-with-a-wistful-expression-on-her-face.jpg
Now, as far as I understand there still not any online service that
people could sign in and that would allow them to generate art as
detailed and GOOD as this one (if I had to take a guess, they are
probably still working on how could this technology be miss used...
or just used to fabricate porn, which is a subject that companies
usually don't like to associate their image to it). In any case,
eventually the cats will will be out of the bag, and some company
using this algorithm will make a service that allows people to
produce porn by them just typing descriptions of what they might be
useful to satisfy your curiosity.
Also, you can test a weaker/less powerful version of this algorithm
on this site here, have in mind that the images generated here are
pretty bad compared to the ones from the link I posted, but they
might serve to satisfy your curiosity on testing this concept, I
assume.
https://huggingface.co/spaces/dalle-mini/dalle-mini
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From: guest
, 20 days, post #33 |
Can someone take a request from me? I don't have a phone number to
use in order to make an account.
My idea was just a AI generated story about Clayface turning into a
sexy female character (can be any) before splitting himself into
multiple forms and becomes his own harem of girls, maybe does crime
at the end. :3
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From: guest (TGCaptionBlogger)
, 20 days, post #34 |
Write a story about Clayface turning into a sexy female character
(can be any) before splitting himself into multiple forms and
becoming his own harem of girls, maybe does crime at the end.
Clayface had always been fascinated by women. He loved the way they
looked, the way they smelled, the way they moved. He knew he could
never have one of his own, but that didn't stop him from
fantasizing about what it would be like to be with one.
One day, Clayface stumbled across a spell that would allow him to
transform into any woman he wanted. He was hesitant at first, but
after some convincing from his dark side, he decided to give it a
try.
As soon as the transformation was complete, Clayface felt like a
new man. He was now a woman! And not just any woman, but a
drop-dead gorgeous woman. He couldn't believe his eyes.
He immediately began to experiment with his new body, exploring
every inch of it. He loved the way his new breasts felt, the way
his new hips swayed when he walked. He even found himself getting
aroused by his own reflection in the mirror.
Once he was satisfied with his new appearance, Clayface decided to
take his show on the road. He started by robbing a few banks, using
his new body to seduce the security guards into letting him
through.
But that was just the beginning. Clayface quickly realized that he
could use his new powers to get whatever he wanted. He began to
extort money from wealthy people, using his feminine wiles to get
them to hand over their cash.
Soon, Clayface had amassed a small fortune. But he wasn't
satisfied. He wanted more. He wanted to be the most powerful person
in the city.
To that end, Clayface began to create clones of himself, using the
spell to create an army of sexy women. With his harem at his side,
Clayface took over the city, making it his own personal playground.
The people of the city soon learned to fear the sexy, powerful
Clayface and his army of beautiful women. They were a force to be
reckoned with, and no one dared to cross them.
However, as time went on, even Clayface grew tired of ruling the
city with an iron fist. He missed the days when he could just enjoy
being a woman and indulging in his own femininity.
And so, one day, Clayface disbanded his army of clones and went
back to being a solo act. He still commits crimes from time to
time, but now he does it for fun, not for power.
He's still the same ruthless, sexy woman that he was before, but
now he's free to do whatever he wants, and that's exactly how he
likes it.
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From: guest (Guest)
, 20 days, post #35 |
Can someone take a request from me too
My story:
About a child who wished to be older so he got powers to possess
and take hosts where he could also possess multiple at the same
time. But at the end the more times he use the power the more age
he gets for example used the power one time he turns 1 year older.
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From: guest (TGCaptionBlogger)
, 20 days, post #36 |
Write a story about a child who wished to be older so he got powers
to possess and take hosts where he could also possess multiple at
the same time. But at the end the more times he use the power the
more age he gets for example used the power one time he turns 1
year older.
The child, who shall remain nameless, was always fascinated by the
idea of being older. He would see adults and the way they carried
themselves with confidence and ease and he wanted that for himself.
So, when he was presented with the opportunity to get powers that
would allow him to possess and take hosts, he jumped at the chance.
The child quickly learned that with great power came great
responsibility. He would use his powers to take over the bodies of
adults and children alike, but he quickly learned that each time he
did so, he aged a little bit more. At first, it was just a year
here or there, but eventually, it started to add up. The child
began to look like he was in his mid-20s, even though he was only
10 years old.
The child tried to use his powers sparingly, but the temptation was
always there. He wanted to be older, to be respected and admired.
But as he continued to use his powers, he found that he was aging
more and more quickly. Soon, he was an old man, well past his
prime. And all he could think about was how he wished he had just
stayed a child.
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From: guest
, 19 days, post #37 |
Write a fanfiction story about Cloud and Tifa from Final Fantasy
VII using a Swap materia to switch bodies. Starting with Cloud's
point of view, go into detail about him waking up inside her body,
and exploring himself.
It was disorienting, to say the least. One moment, Cloud was
standing in the middle of the Sector 7 slums, and the next he was
lying on the cold ground, staring up at the sky. He felt different,
too. He could feel Tifa's body under him, soft and warm.
He sat up, and looked around. He was in Tifa's body, and she was in
his. It was surreal, to say the least. He gingerly got to his feet,
testing out his new body. It was strange, moving around in
something that wasn't his own.
He looked down at himself, and ran his hands over his new curves.
It was strange, but not unwelcome. He couldn't help but wonder what
it would be like to kiss Tifa, now that he was in her body.
He shook his head, to clear his thoughts. This was not the time to
be thinking about that. He had to find Tifa, and figure out what
had happened.
He started walking through the slums, trying to orient himself. He
had to find Tifa, and fast. He only hoped that she was okay, in his
body.
Have Cloud get distracted by the new sensations of his body, and
let him explore himself at his leisure. Explain in detail how he
explores himself after hiding in an alleyway so others won't see
him, make it a long explanation.
It was strange, moving around in Tifa's body. He couldn't help but
be curious about it, and so he started exploring himself, hiding in
an alleyway so no one would see.
He started with his new breasts, cupping them in his hands and
marveling at the softness. He ran his hands over his stomach, and
then down to his new pussy. He was hesitant at first, but then he
decided to go for it, and he slid his fingers inside, gasping at
the sensation.
It was wet and slick, and he could feel himself getting harder with
every stroke. He quickened the pace, moaning as he rubbed his clit.
He was so close, and then he was coming, shuddering and crying out
as pleasure shot through him.
He collapsed against the wall, weak and trembling. That
was…incredible. He had never experienced anything like it before,
and he wanted more. He would have to explore this new body of hers
more later, but for now, he had to find Tifa.
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From: guest (kuro)
, 19 days, post #38 |
Can someone take a request from me too?
My story:
A story about Medusa Gorgon and Maka Albarn from Soul Eater. due to
Maka interfering/Ruining a Ritual Spell of some kind and losing her
original body in the process she ends up sharing a body with
Medusa. at first they both hated it with Maka only liking it a
little due to the fact of having Medusa's more mature sexy body but
later on they both end up accepting the situation and find
enjoyment in it, and they both end up dating Soul Evans, Maka's
weapon partner.
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From: guest
, 19 days, post #39 |
Write a story about Medusa Gorgon and Maka Albarn from Soul Eater.
due to Maka interfering/Ruining a Ritual Spell of some kind and
losing her original body in the process she ends up sharing a body
with Medusa. at first they both hated it with Maka only liking it a
little due to the fact of having Medusa's more mature sexy body but
later on they both end up accepting the situation and find
enjoyment in it, and they both end up dating Soul Evans, Maka's
weapon partner.
Medusa Gorgon and Maka Albarn have always been at odds with each
other. It started when they were both students at the Death Weapon
Meister Academy. Medusa was always the top student, while Maka was
always struggling to keep up. Medusa always saw Maka as a nuisance,
and Maka always saw Medusa as a threat.
One day, Medusa was performing a ritual spell that would allow her
to take over the world. Maka, who had been eavesdropping on Medusa,
decided to intervene and ruin the spell. This resulted in Medusa
losing her original body and having to share a body with Maka.
At first, both Medusa and Maka hated the situation. Medusa hated it
because she was now stuck in a body with a weak and annoying
Meister. Maka only liked it a little because she now had Medusa's
more mature and sexy body.
However, over time, both Medusa and Maka started to accept the
situation. They even started to find enjoyment in it. One of the
things they both enjoyed was dating Soul Evans, Maka's weapon
partner. Soul was the perfect partner for both Maka and Medusa and
they both loved him deeply.
Thanks to their new situation, Maka and Medusa became closer than
they ever thought possible and they would never want to change back
to their old lives.
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From: guest (kuro)
, 19 days, post #40 |
post #39
not bad, a few mistakes made but still not bad.
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