![]() I ducked into a merchant’s stall and hid behind the thin fabric, hoping it would shield me from the beast. It began tearing into the crowd as the people screamed before their throats were torn open, splashing their hot blood into the snow. I was almost to the middle of the square when something came crashing out of the forest into the village, a demon, as large as a cart and full of fury and hate. I put it off for as long as I could, holding my crotch under my skirt while I watched the performances, until I could hardly hold it and left the crowd to find a bathroom. ![]() I walked around the village awestruck by the festivities, I ate roast meat I had never tried and drank so much ale that my stomach hurt, and eventually made my bladder ache. The town square was decorated with lanterns and people drank and made merry in the cool breeze. I had just reached in a village called Grimsby, I arrived to join in the winter festival. I feel a moistness seep into my panties as I think back on when I first met Arya. I stare at her while I feel my face redden and my arousal grow. Her name is Arya, and we have been traveling together for about 6 months. I look across the tavern to a woman speaking with the bar-tender to secure a room for the night. I huff, I had hoped I would grow into them at some point. The bra is the same color, and does all it can to accentuate my small breasts. The panties hug tightly, and are lavender with a cream-colored lace trim. ![]() Finally, I’m wearing a gift from my mother, a matching set of panties and bra. Along with it I wear a cream-colored blouse, and a navy-blue pleated skirt that hangs just above my knees. He also gave me a simple metal breastplate to complete my outfit. On my birthday my father gave me his sword, it is not something incredibly ornate or long, but it belongs to family and is rather important to me. ![]() My adventuring gear sits heavy on my body, I tire from the long walk to arrive here. I pull my hair out of my face, long locks of blonde hair, and I tie it into a loose ponytail. I left my father’s farm a year ago when I turned 20. Larton is my most recent stop on my journey to make a name for myself as an adventurer, and as I rest my hand on my father’s sword, I think how far yet I have on this journey. I am still sitting in the Tavern in Larton, and the locals mix and mingle around me, drinking cheap ale on a summer’s eve. I pick my heavy head off the table and gaze around me. Stop reading after the MC passes out if you are looking to avoid things like this. TRIGGER WARNING: The program began to generate a scene involving sexual assault and I followed it along to see. I have lowered the overall level of fantasy.) (It also "technically" takes place in a pathfinder 2e setting I have written about 25k words on and is still a WIP. Please let me know your thoughts on this, and what you think of the concept! I decided against pushing that for now, or ever. It lead to really sudden changes of things like: character dynamics, age, setting, including objects not associated with scene. In an earlier draft, I tried to work in a scene involving a diaper, but the system had a really hard time with it. I am generally not a fan of stories that move from one wetting scene to another. There are ~3-4 "scenes" in this first part, mostly to try and train the system. There are some wonky phrases, but they are few.Īside from the primer, and a few sections to build a scene, I tried to mostly go back and forth with the system, and let it lead when it came with an interesting transition. I haven't edited for grammar from the system as it did extremely well the first go around, they have a really good machine there. I can probably work on that better but for now 1st person got better results in my case. I tried using 3rd person in an earlier draft and the system doesn't want to play nice with it. I am hopeful as I continue with this the program follows along well. I'm still learning the system overall, so results are getting there. So the first couple paragraphs are kind of description heavy to see what the program grabs on to, some phrases or word choices are repeated to help it make associations. I have some omorashi "tokens" slightly biased (.25) but it hasn't had much of an effect yet, and turning the setting higher leads to poor results. I included a primer for the program, the first part of the story, and tried to be direct and overexplain so it wouldn't get confused. For those familiar with it, this scenario has the "medieval" module applied as I wanted a fairly low fantasy scenario, and the "fantasy-general" module is too quick to go "and suddenly a dwarf/elf appears." The output length is set to ~400 characters (the max), and the "Randomness" and "Repetition Penalty" are default (.72 and 2.75 respectively). So this is the first iteration (First chapter-ish) of a story I wanted to attempt using.
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