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Did anyone ever respond to this? I have the file but don't know the password.pw for barondesade?
I found the passwork for the barondesade PDF. It is: bad
(it is not badgod)
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Did anyone ever respond to this? I have the file but don't know the password.pw for barondesade?
Anybody experimenting with Grok
Writing stori
It’s only good at building characters and ideas but in terms of writing the story not that good.Anybody experimenting with Grok
Writing stories?
There is only a few lines about mom-son at the very end, nothing really happen. The mom is barely in the story. Do you even know what you are posting?Have Fun
Depends which mode are you using and what prompts!It’s only good at building characters and ideas but in terms of writing the story not that good.
How about a slow burn!I am doing that. If you have any innovative ideas, feel free to share them with me, even if it is just a sentence or a couple of sentences.
30000 words in every session? What prompts do you use to reach that goal? Can you share one of your prompts?Depends which mode are you using and what prompts!
It can write huge stories but in parts
But each part can reach 30000 words some times more
And total depending on parts can be a huge amount.. A proper built story.
Go on web not app30000 words in every session? What prompts do you use to reach that goal? Can you share one of your prompts?
I tried to generate it but I am not satisfied with the output I got so I am posting the idea hereCharacters: Mother, Father, Son, and his Girlfriend.(No names, to keep it fresh for the creator. Please give them brief physical/personality descriptions when the story begins.)
Try to generate as large and descriptive as you can
The family is on vacation and staying at a seaside hotel in two separate rooms:
- Room 1: Mother and Father
- Room 2: Son and his Girlfriend
Each room has two keys, so everyone originally has a key to their own room.
One evening, the Father and Son go to the casino together. The Mother and the Girlfriend go shopping, then to a nice restaurant. While they are having drinks, the Girlfriend receives an urgent call: a family member is seriously ill and she must leave immediately. She tries to reach her boyfriend but can’t get through. Before rushing off, she asks the Mother to pass the message to the Son and hands over her own key to Room 2 (just an extra key). Then she leaves for the airport.
Meanwhile, the Father and Son have been drinking heavily at the casino and come back to the hotel completely drunk. The Father stumbles into Room 1 and passes out. The Son staggers into Room 2 and collapses on the bed, fully clothed, falling asleep almost instantly.
Later that night, the Mother (also quite drunk from the restaurant) has a few more cocktails at the hotel bar. She’s tipsy, sleepy, and very horny. In her intoxicated state she mixes up the room numbers, takes the key the Girlfriend gave her, and opens Room 2, convinced it’s Room 1 and her husband is waiting.
The room is dark; she doesn’t turn on the lights. She sees a male figure on the bed, assumes it’s her husband, crawls in, and starts kissing him passionately. The Son, half-asleep and still drunk, feels familiar lips and a woman’s body, assumes it’s his girlfriend who came back, and responds eagerly.
Both too intoxicated to recognize each other’s voices or bodies properly, they keep using pet names that overlap:
- The Son calls his mother “baby” (the same nickname his father uses for her).
- The Mother calls him “honey” (the same nickname his girlfriend uses).
No suspicion arises. They undress each other slowly, kissing hungrily, and have intense, passionate sex for well over an hour — wilder and longer than the Mother has experienced in years. She notices “her husband” feels bigger, harder, and more energetic than usual, but she’s too drunk and aroused to question it. The Son is similarly lost in the moment, thinking his girlfriend is on fire tonight.
They finish exhausted and fall asleep with him still inside her.
In the morning, the Mother wakes first. Sunlight filters in; she looks down and realizes, to her horror, that she just spent the night having sex with her own son. Panic and guilt hit her like a wave — until she feels his morning erection still inside her and the delicious soreness all over her body from the spankings, bites, and rough handling. A shocking realization follows: it was the best sex of her life, and she already wants it again.
While the Son is still asleep, she carefully uses his finger to unlock his phone. She blocks his real girlfriend’s number, creates a new contact with her own secret second phone number (one the Son doesn’t know about because he studies far away and is only home for the holidays), and sends him a message from “his girlfriend” saying she had to leave early in the morning because of the family emergency but will be back tonight. (Later, when he tries to call, she’ll reply that the signal is terrible and she can only text for now.)
She gently gets out of bed, gathers her scattered clothes, and slips out of Room 2.
Next, she calls the real Girlfriend, apologizes, and explains that the Son lost his phone last night and is now using a spare one. She gives the Girlfriend the second (faulty) number the Mother actually controls, claiming the speaker is broken so they can only message for the moment. The Girlfriend, stressed about her family, accepts this.
Finally, the Mother returns to Room 1, goes to the bathroom, and admires the marks her son left on her body — hickeys, light bruises from gripping, red handprints on her ass — feeling a strange mix of pride and arousal. She slips back into bed beside her still-snoring husband and pretends to sleep, already plotting how to make last night happen again.
This is the complete setup for Part 1 of the story.
Thanks this is good but what I was expecting was an even large and wild intense story of around 40 pages like in the wicked hormones author style or shadow rising style.But maybe ai generation has its limitations .Here you go. I hope you like it. And tell me what you like to happen next.