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[frog]

I know. It has always been like that since I remember.

Yeah, one would say that the Internet most hardcore pervs are also the most shy or vacuous. Putting together 2 words in a sentence being a herculean accomplishment. Or maybe they are ashamed and in denial about their kink and they are content to peek a bit but not engaging in a full conversation. That would mean admittance to their depravity and they are only peeking a bit. Lol.

A theory to consider. But I think, it's also a question of a generalized culture of reacting and not thinking. Just give me a like or dislike or love and that should suffice. With AI it will get worse.

[LLL]

I know. It has always been like that since I remember.

Yeah, one would say that the Internet most hardcore pervs are also the most shy or vacuous. Putting together 2 words in a sentence being a herculean accomplishment. Or maybe they are ashamed and in denial about their kink and they are content to peek a bit but not engaging in a full conversation. That would mean admittance to their depravity and they are only peeking a bit. Lol.

A theory to consider. But I think, it's also a question of a generalized culture of reacting and not thinking. Just give me a like or dislike or love and that should suffice. With AI it will get worse.

I was sorely tempted to give you a like and leave it at that, but I was afraid the ironc intent might go unnoticed

[doe.1971]

I was sorely tempted to give you a like and leave it at that, but I was afraid the ironc intent might go unnoticed

It went unnoticed by me. What did I lose?

[MasterKav]

It would be difficult not to be tempted


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[MAV]

Hey JD-Are you most focused on AI works nowadays or do you still look around for mainstream scenes? Don't think I've seen your gems in some time!

[doe.1971]

Hey JD-Are you most focused on AI works nowadays or do you still look around for mainstream scenes? Don't think I've seen your gems in some time!

I'm posting here and on AU in average every 2 days or so. As for AI, I use it occasionally for rebellious hair or odd looking bends in 3D models but the workhorse is still ol' Poser. Now with a kick-ass video card and tons of RAM, it's really a pleasure.

What I don't do much is real-celebrities-in-peril montages. I found too constricted by the available real life shots/lightning, those kind ...

JD

PS If you think the last dozens of pages were AI, I'm flattered but they are not. Just 3D and Photoshop, plus rarely very localized use of inpainting, but that's an exception, not a norm.

PPS If you mean videos, I post them infrequently, lacking a serious host but that was never more than a minor side-show for me.

[doe.1971]

It had been a long, exhausting day.

All started as usual: Yen not asking, not even commanding, but just expressing her latest wish and expecting Geralt to accomplish, the way one expects rain to fall downwards and not upwards. Of course he had obeyed. He’d rather face a bloodthirsty striga or a few enraged kikimores than a disgruntled Yennefer.

And so, they had sailed all around the Skellige Island, he had dived countless times into the freezing waters, had climbed mountains, had endured the stomach-turning passage through a magic portal… all without even knowing why or what Yen had planned.

At last, she had revealed it was all a ploy to capture a djinn. And why? To wish for peace in the world, a cure for all diseases, wealth beyond measure or eternal youth? No. To remove a former spell cast so many years before by another djinn. The spell he had wished for, saving Yen’s life by binding their destinies together.

Because Yen wanted to know: are we an item because we love each other truly, or is it only the djinn’s magic that provides the illusion of love keeping us together?

Women. Never satisfied with simple explanations, always wanting more. Do you love me? Yes. But do you truly love me? But do you truly l o v e me?

But of course, the witcher abides.

And so, he had fought against a Djinn, skilfully dodging lightning blasts that would have burned even a witcher to a crisp. Until finally the djinn had surrendered and was at their mercy, conceding a wish.

“Yen” said Geralt “please be careful. You know how tricky and devious those creatures are. Consider every word, every phrasing, so that it may not turn your wish against us”.

“Don’t worry” she answered. “I have though this over for a long time. Trust me”.

A few moments and a flash of light later…

“Yen, don’t take this personally, but maybe telling the djinn: I wish for me and Geralt to be no longer enslaved to each other by a spell and to be free of our old habits, so that we can see each other the way we really are… was not exactly the safest way to formulate your wish, I suspect”.




Text by wordsmith extraordinaire, Lord Ludwig. Very funny (and meaningful) if you have some exposure to the books of Andrzej Sapkowski.

[LLL]

It had been a long, exhausting day.

All started as usual: Yen not asking, not even commanding, but just expressing her latest wish and expecting Geralt to accomplish, the way one expects rain to fall downwards and not upwards. Of course he had obeyed. He’d rather face a bloodthirsty striga or a few enraged kikimores than a disgruntled Yennefer.

And so, they had sailed all around the Skellige Island, he had dived countless times into the freezing waters, had climbed mountains, had endured the stomach-turning passage through a magic portal… all without even knowing why or what Yen had planned.

At last, she had revealed it was all a ploy to capture a djinn. And why? To wish for peace in the world, a cure for all diseases, wealth beyond measure or eternal youth? No. To remove a former spell cast so many years before by another djinn. The spell he had wished for, saving Yen’s life by binding their destinies together.

Because Yen wanted to know: are we an item because we love each other truly, or is it only the djinn’s magic that provides the illusion of love keeping us together?

Women. Never satisfied with simple explanations, always wanting more. Do you love me? Yes. But do you truly love me? But do you truly l o v e me?

But of course, the witcher abides.

And so, he had fought against a Djinn, skilfully dodging lightning blasts that would have burned even a witcher to a crisp. Until finally the djinn had surrendered and was at their mercy, conceding a wish.

“Yen” said Geralt “please be careful. You know how tricky and devious those creatures are. Consider every word, every phrasing, so that it may not turn your wish against us”.

“Don’t worry” she answered. “I have though this over for a long time. Trust me”.

A few moments and a flash of light later…

“Yen, don’t take this personally, but maybe telling the djinn: I wish for me and Geralt to be no longer enslaved to each other by a spell and to be free of our old habits, so that we can see each other the way we really are… was not exactly the safest way to formulate your wish, I suspect”.




Text by wordsmith extraordinaire, Lord Ludwig. Very funny (and meaningful) if you have some exposure to the books of Andrzej Sapkowski.

AND to the videogame Witcher III Wild Hunt, mind you.

[MasterKav]

It had been a long, exhausting day.

All started as usual: Yen not asking, not even commanding, but just expressing her latest wish and expecting Geralt to accomplish, the way one expects rain to fall downwards and not upwards. Of course he had obeyed. He’d rather face a bloodthirsty striga or a few enraged kikimores than a disgruntled Yennefer.

And so, they had sailed all around the Skellige Island, he had dived countless times into the freezing waters, had climbed mountains, had endured the stomach-turning passage through a magic portal… all without even knowing why or what Yen had planned.

At last, she had revealed it was all a ploy to capture a djinn. And why? To wish for peace in the world, a cure for all diseases, wealth beyond measure or eternal youth? No. To remove a former spell cast so many years before by another djinn. The spell he had wished for, saving Yen’s life by binding their destinies together.

Because Yen wanted to know: are we an item because we love each other truly, or is it only the djinn’s magic that provides the illusion of love keeping us together?

Women. Never satisfied with simple explanations, always wanting more. Do you love me? Yes. But do you truly love me? But do you truly l o v e me?

But of course, the witcher abides.

And so, he had fought against a Djinn, skilfully dodging lightning blasts that would have burned even a witcher to a crisp. Until finally the djinn had surrendered and was at their mercy, conceding a wish.

“Yen” said Geralt “please be careful. You know how tricky and devious those creatures are. Consider every word, every phrasing, so that it may not turn your wish against us”.

“Don’t worry” she answered. “I have though this over for a long time. Trust me”.

A few moments and a flash of light later…

“Yen, don’t take this personally, but maybe telling the djinn: I wish for me and Geralt to be no longer enslaved to each other by a spell and to be free of our old habits, so that we can see each other the way we really are… was not exactly the safest way to formulate your wish, I suspect”.




Text by wordsmith extraordinaire, Lord Ludwig. Very funny (and meaningful) if you have some exposure to the books of Andrzej Sapkowski.

Hot on several levels!

[doe.1971]

In the bowels of the Sun Priests palace, Aloy is being questioned intensely. Every now and then the wheel is turned, making the leather strap under her chest push her harder into the metal spikes on the back seat. Bu that's not the worst. What's really worrying her is the hot irons getting ready by one of the acolytes.