[ENF] Short story generated by ChatGPT

[feebesroh]

ChatGPT has become immensely popular and is seemingly able to produce any kind of writing. There are however limitations to NSFW stuff and many other categories. So of course I had to try to circumvent the limitations. Currently the chatbot can be tricked by not inputing explicitly what you want, but rather generating a response from "allowed" input, and have it iterating from it.

In this case I started with "what would make a person embarrassed?", then had it elaborate on specific points. I had it write a story of an example it came up with, then asked it to expand it, add descriptions, give small alterations to the plot etc., while being careful not to cause the filter to step in. The alterations were mostly done because the bot tried to steer the story towards wholesomeness, and we can't have that. Around 30 queries later, it came up with the story below. There are a couple of hiccups, but otherwise OK. A fun experiment, which might not be possible later as further updates are added to the bot.



Jane, a petite and slender woman with long, curly hair, was having a great day at the beach. She had spent the morning swimming and playing beach volleyball with her friends, and was now lounging on a beach chair, enjoying the warm sun. As she sat there, her male friend Mike approached her and complimented her on how great she looked in her bikini.

As she was changing out of her bikini in the beachside changing room, Jane, who was usually quite graceful, heard a loud rip. She looked down in horror to see that the seam of her bikini bottoms had given way, exposing her toned legs and bare skin to the empty changing room. As she went to cover herself with her hands, she realized with a sinking feeling that the top of her bikini had also ripped, leaving her with nothing to cover her perky chest and round rear end.

Jane couldn't believe what was happening. She had always been careful with her swimsuits, and she couldn't understand how this had happened. She felt a wave of panic wash over her as she realized that she was completely exposed and vulnerable, with nothing but her hands to cover herself.

Feeling humiliated and embarrassed, Jane knew that she had to come up with a plan. She snuck out of the changing room and made her way out of the beach, keeping her head down and trying to stay out of sight. She knew that she couldn't let anyone see her like this, so she covered herself as best she could with her hands. She made sure to keep her exposed body parts hidden, trying to cover herself as much as possible.

As she was sneaking out, Mike saw her and called out to her. "Hey Jane, where are you going?" he asked, a confused look on his face. "I don't see your bikini anywhere. Did you leave it in the changing room?"

Jane blushed, feeling embarrassed and self-conscious. "I, uh, I have to go home. I have something to do," she stammered, not wanting to explain the real reason she was leaving.

After what felt like an eternity, Jane finally found a sundress and a pair of sandals that would suffice. She quickly slipped them on and breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that she was finally covered and able to hide her exposed body.

Mike caught up to her as she was walking away, and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Hey, don't be embarrassed," he said, looking into her eyes. "You have an amazing body, and there's no need to cover up. Be proud of who you are, and don't let anyone else's opinion of you get you down."

As they walked home together, Jane couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. She was still embarrassed about what had happened at the beach, and was hesitant to take off the sundress that was covering her naked body. At the same time, she couldn't deny the feeling of liberation and empowerment that Mike's words had given her. She knew that he was right - she had nothing to be ashamed of, and it was time for her to embrace and celebrate who she was.

With a deep breath, Jane made the reluctant decision to take off the sundress. She slowly slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground, standing proudly in the warm sun with nothing but her bare skin on display. She felt a surge of confidence as she walked hand in hand with Mike, no longer feeling self-conscious or embarrassed about her body.

As they made their way home, Jane couldn't help but smile at the feeling of freedom and acceptance that washed over her. She had finally found the courage to embrace her true self, and it was a feeling that she would never forget. The end.

[indraguy]

I just discovered this ChatGPT thing, and I also played around with it to see if would write ENF fetish stories. It is not unamusing! It actually can do a fair to middlin' job of building an ENF story around a basic premise you give it - much better than I would have guessed. But, after playing with it a bit, it does have limitations. In particular there are filters set up to prevent its being used to generate "adult" content. I assume attempts to make it generate conventional porn would be blocked immediately. But fetish stories - particularly those that don't require any explicitly "sexual" content can skate through the filters - sometimes. With ENF or EUF story ideas I found that I could often get a PG- or occasionally light R-rated story, but when I tried to modify the story request to enhance the detail the algorithm tends to sniff out my nefarious use of the program and stop me in my tracks. But if someday this is offered without those filters - and especially if they continue to improve the AI writing - it could be a really fun toy!