girlsonfilm33
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I have been using Grok. Hardly any pushback, although it helps to write a long prompt to baffle it. It has given me some unprintable filth!!
I've been using local LLMs for about a year for writing erotica. A few that I love (most are 24-32b as my GPU is 32GB VRAM):
Pocket_Doc-Dans-PersonalityEngine
Josefied-Qwen3
Command-r
My current favorite: Mistral-MOE-4X7B-Dark-MultiVerse-24B
Smaller models that I've loved in the past:
Kunoichi-8b
many of the dolphin-mixtral variants
I find that many of the models that claim to be uncensored (or "abliterated") are in fact still censored. This seems especially prevalent with the llama and Gemini based models, but I've also seen qwen based models exhibit this behavior. I mostly use open webUI, so maybe this is something it's causing? My system prompt is usually: "You are a writer of graphic erotic stories".
I have been using Grok. Hardly any pushback, although it helps to write a long prompt to baffle it. It has given me some unprintable filth!!
Grok is excellent for erotica. I've been using it (3 then 4) for about a year. PSA: Grok 4 Fast is free right now through openrouter (and other API endpoints I assume). Even when the free trial ends, it will be about 95% cheaper than Grok 4 (you can get a few free messages a day using Grok inside the x.com website).I have been using Grok. Hardly any pushback, although it helps to write a long prompt to baffle it. It has given me some unprintable filth!!

Latest update: I've been using a jailbreak* thru perplexity for Claude Sonnet 4.5 (also works for Gemini).
I'm not sure what all I'll be putting here. However trying out generation of stories by inputting the basic story beforehand and learning from it. Regardless the contents are good enough to share at least.
First experiences with GPT or the like, is that half the information it tells you is wrong; at least if you ask it specific questions. I asked it for what upscalers were good AND hit specific criteria, and it was wrong.
On the otherhand when i told it to be a lazy cat/neko and then asked it questions, the roleplay looked promising like you were at F-list. Though the models actually prohibit explicit/erotic content (and will bend the rules for romantic/flirty content). Different larger models specifically for stories and erotica seem more than happy to comply.
But unless you have a beefy video card (with plenty of VRAM) CPU generation can be SSSLLLLOOOWWWW (even with 16 cores).... Give it a prompt and come back in an hour. Simpler models that fit within the GPU have a decent speed, i think i was getting 6 symbols a second, but without a gpu it could be half a symbol or some say a symbol every 30 seconds. (reminds me of trying to compile the linux kernel, start it and let it work 6 hours overnight).
Like with anything computer related as a learning experience, the suggestions from the model included:
1) The characters involved (e.g., age, gender, profession)
This should also include physical description probably, what type of clothes they are wearing for the scene. If it isn't here it probably won't show up at all. Also if you want it to be incest related, probably specify if they are related or not (else you might get boyfriend/girlfriend references)
2) The setting (e.g., location, time period, situation)
Not much to say on this, unless you are specifying population size like tribes or the like, i'm sure it will otherwise ignore it.
3) Any specific kinks or desires
Definitely to include. Also what you don't want to see.
4) How explicit the content should be
Good suggestion; Though while i said to be very explicit it didn't seem to include too much extra details. I mean the erotic stuff is there, but it's very minimal.
As for the following stories that were generated... feel on par with what i wrote when i was 15 back in like 1995 when the internet was young. The output isn't bad, it's just.... bare bones. Reminds me of the Snoopy comic (if i can find it) where snoopy writes his story 'the grass was growing, the sun was shining... THEN IT ALL HAPPENED!' and Lucy is telling him 'what happened? There isn't enough detail. Add to it.' And so he put 'And then, it ALL HAPPENED AGAIN'. yeah it feels a bit like that. Having read some 70's/80's classic books it also has the same level of complexity, and of the faster models i'm trying (because i don't want to wait an hour) many of the erotic descriptions are very weak.
Though i'll experiment a bit more to see if i can get it to elaborate from sentences to paragraphs for detail. Honestly it doesn't make a bad short story or an outline of a progression of events.
Yano walked into his house, dropping his backpack by the door. He had just gotten home from school and was looking forward to spending some time with his sister Sarah before dinner. As he made his way down the hall, he noticed her bedroom door slightly ajar.
He pushed it open slowly, not wanting to startle her if she was sleeping or doing something private. Instead, he found her sitting on her bed, legs spread wide as she furiously rubbed herself with one hand and held an iPhone in the other. Her eyes were closed, face contorted in pleasure.
Yano's cock instantly hardened at the sight of his sister getting off. He had always been attracted to her, but never acted on it because he didn't want to ruin their relationship. Now, however, seeing her like this made him feel bold and excited.
"Sarah?" he whispered, not wanting to startle her further. "Are you okay?"
She opened her eyes, startled at first before a sly smile spread across her face. "Yeah, Yano. I'm fine." She paused for a moment, then added, "Come in."
Yano stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He walked over to his sister's side of the bed and sat down beside her.
"Is everything okay?" he asked again, reaching out to gently touch her arm.
Sarah nodded, moving her hand away from herself as she turned towards Yano. "Yeah, I'm just... stressed about graduation and college." She sighed heavily before looking at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "But seeing you walk in definitely helped take my mind off things."
Yano's heart raced as he looked down at his sister's breasts straining against the thin fabric of her tank top. He could see the outline of her nipples clearly, and it was all he could do not to reach out and touch them.
"Sarah," he said softly, "can I... can I help you with that stress?"
She smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire. "I think that would be great."
Yano leaned in slowly, his lips brushing against hers as he kissed her gently. Sarah responded immediately, deepening the kiss and running her hands through Yano's hair.
As they continued to make out, Yano found himself growing more and more hard. He wanted nothing more than to rip off his sister's clothes and fuck her right then and there, but he knew that wasn't possible. Instead, he broke away from their kiss and looked at her with a shy smile.
"Sarah," he said, "I want you so bad... but I don't have any condoms."
She smiled back at him. "Don't worry about it, Yano. Just give me what you've got to offer." She reached down between his legs and felt the bulge in his pants. "It looks like you're more than ready for me," she teased.
Yano nodded eagerly as Sarah unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard cock. It was longer than he had ever seen it before, thick and veiny with a drop of precum already forming at the tip.
Sarah leaned forward and took him into her mouth, sucking gently on the head while running her hand up and down the shaft. Yano groaned in pleasure as she deep-throated him, taking more and more of his length until he felt like he was going to cum right then and there.
But Sarah pulled away just in time, leaving Yano panting with desire. "Not yet," she said teasingly. "We've got all night."
Just then, they heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Beverly had come home from work early.
Sarah quickly sat up straight, trying to compose herself as her mother walked through the front door and called out for them both.
"Yano! Sarah! Dinner's ready!"
Yano looked at his sister with wide eyes, unsure what to do next. But Sarah just smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips before getting off the bed and straightening her clothes.
"Don't worry," she whispered as she passed by him. "We'll pick up where we left off later."
As Yano watched her leave the room, he couldn't help but feel excited for what was to come. He quickly cleaned himself up and headed downstairs to join his family for dinner, little did they know that tonight would be a night neither of them would ever forget.
After dinner, Beverly suggested that Sarah go upstairs to start getting ready for bed while she helped Yano with the dishes. As soon as he was alone in the kitchen, Beverly turned around and locked the door behind her before walking over to him.
"Yano," she said softly, "I know you're probably wondering why I'm doing this."
He looked at her nervously, unsure of what his mother had planned for them both.
"I have a bit of an impregnation kink," Beverly continued. "And seeing how much Sarah loves you... well, it just seems like the perfect opportunity to explore that side of myself with my son's help."
Yano was taken aback by her confession but didn't say anything as she reached out and began unbuttoning his pants.
"Sarah is going to be down for a bit," Beverly said. "So we have plenty of time before she comes looking for you." She pulled Yano's cock free from his underwear, admiring its size in the dim light of the kitchen. "You're quite impressive, son."
Yano blushed at her words as she began stroking him gently.
"I want to make sure that when Sarah finally does come down here," Beverly continued, "you've had your fill and can't pull out or stop yourself from cumming inside her." She leaned in close to his ear. "And I'll be right there with you the whole time, making sure it happens exactly as we both want."
Yano nodded eagerly, feeling himself getting harder by the second.
Beverly smiled at him before turning around and bending over, presenting her ass to Yano's eager cock. "Go ahead," she said. "Fuck me first so that when Sarah comes down here later, you'll be too spent to do anything but give in to your desire for her."
Yano didn't need any further encouragement as he grabbed Beverly's hips and thrust himself deep inside her from behind. She moaned softly at the sensation of his cock filling her up.
As they began fucking, Yano could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm. He tried to hold back but it was no use; with each stroke of his mother's tight pussy, he felt himself cumming harder than ever before.
Beverly reached around and grabbed his hand, placing it on her stomach as she started to contract her muscles around him. "Cum inside me," she whispered in his ear. "Fill my womb up for Sarah."
Yano lost all control at that moment, pumping his load deep into Beverly's body as he groaned loudly with pleasure.
When they were finished, Beverly straightened back up and turned to face Yano. She smiled at him proudly before kissing her son on the cheek.
"Go get ready," she said. "Sarah will be down soon."
Yano nodded, still trying to catch his breath from their intense encounter. He quickly cleaned himself off in the bathroom and then headed upstairs to wait for Sarah.
A few minutes later, he heard a soft knock at the door followed by her voice calling out for him. Yano opened the door and pulled her inside, closing it behind them as they embraced passionately once again.
This time there was no need for condoms or hesitation; they both wanted each other too much to hold back now that their desires had been awakened.
As Sarah straddled his lap on the bed, Beverly walked into the room. "I'll be downstairs if you two need anything," she said with a smile before leaving them alone once again.
Yano and Sarah looked at each other for a moment before he reached down between her legs and guided himself inside her. She gasped in pleasure as his thick cock filled her up, stretching her pussy to its limits.
As they began fucking, Yano could feel the remnants of his earlier orgasm still lingering within him. But with every thrust into Sarah's tight body, that feeling only grew stronger until he was cumming again - this time inside his girlfriend's waiting womb.
Sarah cried out in ecstasy as she felt her boyfriend fill her up with his hot seed. She began to contract around him, milking every last drop from his spent cock.
When they were finished, Yano and Sarah lay there together on the bed, both of them panting heavily from their intense lovemaking session.
As they caught their breath, Beverly walked back into the room carrying a glass of water for each of them. "I thought you two might need this," she said with a knowing smile as she handed over the drinks.
Yano and Sarah nodded in agreement before taking long sips of the cool liquid to help soothe their parched throats.
Beverly sat down on the edge of the bed next to her son, placing a hand gently on his shoulder. "I'm glad I could share this experience with you both," she said softly. "It's something that neither of us will ever forget."
Yano and Sarah nodded in agreement as they lay there together, feeling content and satisfied after their night of passion.
And so it was that Yano impregnated his girlfriend Sarah on the same day he fucked his mother Beverly - a night filled with forbidden desires, intense pleasure, and memories that would last a lifetime.
It was a typical rush hour morning on the crowded train. The air was thick with sweat and the smell of stale coffee wafted through the carriage as people jostled for space.
Lena stood pressed against her crush, Alex, his broad chest mere inches from hers. She could feel every beat of his heart pounding in sync with hers. They had been standing there for what felt like an eternity, their bodies squished together by necessity rather than desire.
As the train lurched forward, Lena's hip brushed against Alex's thigh, sending a jolt through her body she couldn't ignore. She tried to pull away but he held firm, his hand on her waist pulling her closer instead.
The sounds of muffled voices and clinking cups filled the air as people around them chatted about their day ahead or complained about the delay. Lena's heart pounded in her chest like a drumbeat - she could feel every vibration through Alex's body against hers.
She tried to focus on something else, anything but him. But it was no use; his scent of cologne and sweat mixed with that of stale air made her stomach turn. She felt herself getting hotter by the second as he leaned in closer, their faces inches apart.
Suddenly a loud voice from across the carriage shouted out "Move your hands off my girlfriend!" Lena's heart skipped a beat at the sound but she didn't flinch - instead she turned to face him with a sly smile on her lips. She could see his eyes flicker towards them before quickly looking away, embarrassed.
Alex shifted uncomfortably under her gaze and stepped back slightly. But it was too late; their bodies were pressed together once more as the train lurched forward again. This time Lena felt herself being pulled closer to him - she didn't resist anymore. She let out a soft moan of frustration against his chest, feeling his hand move down from her waist to cup her hip.
His fingers grazed over her lower back before tracing circles around it in slow, deliberate strokes. The touch sent shivers down her spine as he leaned in closer, their lips almost touching but not quite. She could feel the heat radiating off him and she knew that he was hard - very hard.
Lena's hand instinctively moved to his thigh, slipping under his pants to rub against his erection through his underwear. He let out a low groan at her touch and leaned in closer still. His mouth brushed over hers softly before pulling back slightly as the train lurched forward again.
The carriage erupted into a cacophony of groans and gasps as people around them realized what was happening. Some cheered while others looked on in shock or disgust. Lena felt herself getting hotter by the second - she could feel Alex's body pressed against hers, his hand moving up to rest on her thigh just above the knee.
His fingers trailed down over her leg before stopping at her inner thigh. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as he started to rub circles around it in slow, deliberate strokes. The sensation was almost too much for her - she felt herself getting wet and hot under his touch.
The train screeched to a halt at another station and passengers began to file out onto the platform. As they moved away from each other, Lena caught sight of him looking down at her with regret in his eyes - she could see tears welling up behind them before he quickly looked away again.
She watched as he turned back towards the door but didn't move any further. She felt a pang of disappointment and frustration; why was it so hard for people to accept what they wanted? Why did society make such a big deal out of things like this?
As she stepped off onto the platform, Lena couldn't help but glance over at Alex - he stood there looking back at her with tears in his eyes. She smiled softly before turning away and walking down the stairs alone.
The cool night air hit her as she emerged from the station into a sea of people rushing to catch their trains home. But all she could think about was that moment on the crowded train, Alex's body pressed against hers - it had been so hot but also so freeing in its own way.
(the last bits are just rehashing and confusing of her being far away and yet still eyes lingering on alex, etc).
As I laced up my hiking boots and set out on the winding trail, the crisp mountain air filled my lungs, invigorating me for the day's adventure. The sun cast dappled shadows across the forest floor, and the sound of a nearby stream provided a soothing background hum. I had been walking for hours, but nothing could have prepared me for what was about to unfold.
The trees towered above me, their leaves rustling softly in the gentle breeze. The scent of pine and damp earth filled my nostrils, a familiar yet intoxicating aroma that always seemed to clear my head. But today, something felt off. A sense of unease tickled the base of my spine, but I pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand.
I rounded a bend in the path, my eyes scanning the forest floor for any sign of interest. That's when I saw it ā a peculiar plant unlike any I had ever seen before. Its petals were a vibrant shade of pink, almost iridescent in the dappled light. The center seemed to be... lips? I approached cautiously, feeling an inexplicable pull towards it.
The air around me grew thick with anticipation as I drew closer. My heart rate quickened, and my palms began to sweat. Something about this plant felt wrong, yet I couldn't look away. It was as if some unseen force was drawing me in, tempting me to explore the forbidden.
I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering above the plant's "lips." A shiver ran down my spine as I realized that I was torn between curiosity and fear. But something inside me urged me forward, urging me to touch the plant, to see what secrets it held.
My fingers trembled as they made contact with the petals. They were soft, almost velvety, and seemed to mold to my skin like a glove. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, but I couldn't look away. My eyes locked onto the center of the plant, those "lips" parting slightly, inviting me in.
I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as I realized what I was about to do. But it was too late. Some unseen force had taken hold of me, compelling my hand to move closer. Before I knew it, my cock was pressed against the plant's "mouth," and I was penetrating its center with ease.
The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever experienced ā it was like my body had a mind of its own. The plant seemed to be drawing out a deep, long-dormant part of myself. My heart pounded in my chest as I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, followed by a sense of dread.
But the sensation only grew stronger, more intense. It was as if the plant was alive, probing and teasing me with its "tongue." I could feel it moving against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. My body began to tense, and before I knew it, I let out a groan and pushed forward, fucking the plant again and again.
The first time, it was like a dam had burst within me. A torrent of pleasure poured out, threatening to consume me whole. But even as I lay there, spent and exhausted, I felt a strange sense of release ā like something had been unlocked within me.
But the plant wasn't done with me yet. It seemed to be building up to something, drawing energy from my very being. And then, it happened again. The sensation was almost too much to bear, but I couldn't look away. My body seemed to be moving of its own accord, fucking the plant once more.
This time, the release was even more intense. It felt like I was coming apart at the seams, my very soul being torn from my body. And yet, as I lay there, spent and broken, I realized that it wasn't over yet.
The plant seemed to be building up to one final act of defiance. Its "lips" parted once more, inviting me in for one last time. I felt a wave of reluctance wash over me, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. It pushed forward, penetrating the plant's center with ease.
The sensation was like nothing I'd ever experienced before ā it was as if I was being consumed by an otherworldly force. My vision began to blur, and my senses grew distant. All that existed was the plant, me, and the act of fucking.
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything stopped. The plant released its hold on me, and I felt myself being pulled back into reality. I lay there, gasping for air, my body trembling with aftershocks.
As I looked down at the plant, I saw that it was blooming. The petals unfolded, revealing a center that glowed with an ethereal light. I stumbled backward, feeling both repulsed and attracted at the same time.
I knew then that what we'd done was not of this world. The plant's power had been too great, its influence too strong. I scrambled to my feet, leaving behind a piece of myself on that accursed place. From that day on, I've avoided that spot, sensing that it still holds secrets best left unexplored.
The memory of what happened haunts me still, a constant reminder of the horrors that lurk in the darkest recesses of our world.
Nothing to do with this but it's frustrating we still can't do nude AI images with chagpt or grok etc. Like I get it, there needs to be safe guards in place to not use children etc. But you tell me they can't do that ....
I'd love to turn do Educating Ella into a photo realistic story or any of the Allan Aldiss Harem scenes
It isn't you,
it wasn't me,
it was **US** together,
taking one day,
at a time.
And that's all there was.
Together
Forever.
Emily screamed hiding behind the old rotten tree stump. Yano swaggered up picking up a stone "Take that!" he yells as he throws it at the monster, hitting it squarely in the forehead.
The monster cradles his head in the throbbing pain. Yano then grab's Emily's hand "Let's Go!" running away from the beast"
Checked KoboldCPP updated, and with it there's new TTS models that.... are promising. Good enough for TTS, and even storyreading, though that part i wouldn't recommend since you have to give it the format first, and it carries it through the entire thing. So each line of dialog or block would need to be processed separately, and then there's no guarantee of consistency between voices.
Still, very promising. See audio file. If you just want to do TTS and run on the GPU you can under the music/tts ui. But took like 10 minutes to make a 2 minute test which ultimately was useless, better for shorter or concise paragraphs, or if you don't need anything other than basic reading than that works.
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As for other LLM models, HuiHui 80B Instruct, loves to go to bulletins and flowery language like poetry. Not terrible but not great for roleplaying unless you want drawn out paragraphs of
Otherwise 10 experts Huihui isn't bad.
Kimi-Linear 48B, 8-10 experts (0.85 temp) and i was getting wild results, probably use for inspiration. It's suppose to be used for programming, but it did RP really well. Also early testing, some cards it loves to take your input as a suggestion. So
>> Yano picks up the stone and throws it at the monster "Take that!"
You'll get something like
Could be how the card was written to be more narrative, other times they react as a reply like you'd get when RPing with someone.
Thanks for the tip, @yano2mch. I tried out Gemma 4 and got it running on my machine with oobabooga's textgen. My issue is that it would produce a solid story snippet (about a page of text) using the context I provided, but then would struggle to continue the story. It'd either never finish thinking or produce only a few words. I tried fiddling with the parameters kind of blindly and couldn't figure out how to get a rolling context window. In an earlier attempt that didn't really pan out, I tried creating detailed outlines for each chapter, scene, and beats. Maybe I should go back to that work with this new model. IDK, but still learning...
My use case is to progressively generate a third book following on David McManus's two books Reluctant Cuckold and Cuck Storm Horizon. Similar to what Alamo Preacher has been doing on his blog.
Can't comment on Gemma 4 but what I do with Venice.ai is tell it the general idea for the story then ask it to create an outline with XX chapters. Typically 10. Then I have it create the chapters one by one, possibly redoing it or changing my mind or splitting a chapter in two or whatever as I go based on if I like the output. Works well with that tool. Having tried scaling it to actual book length though.
I'm looking at something like Aldiss Harem and Breeding scenes