Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve dabbled into the world of artificial intelligence (AI) to see if I could get it to generate actual stories. My results have been positive but hit and miss. I’m still learning how the software works and trying test cases to understand the process.

I’m currently subscribing to MagicBookifier, https://magicbookifier.ai/, which has several options for generating text. Using a question-and-answer methodology, MagicBookifier will create up to a 50,000-word story. If you have a rough story created, it will take your input and generate an output file. Then, based on your input, the AI program will ask questions about the story and the characters. It will then generate the next chapter and repeat the process.

The option I’ve been playing with is the Chapter Creator, which takes your story and processes it. They have just added the option to revise the AI-created output, and I’m currently trying that option.

The biggest fly in the ointment is that this is a batch process, and depending on the text file size, it can take a day or so to process the file. Also, it doesn’t generate erotica, meaning you have to edit their output and spice it up if desired.

For example, I’m currently working on a short story and tried feeding MagicBookifier with the first 1,400 words of Chapter 1 to see what MagicBookifier thought of it.

Here’s my rough draft:

Foxy stood nude in her walk-in closet, staring at a rack of dresses as she tried to determine which one to wear. At six feet and an ex-model, the curly-headed brunette tried to decide between shorts and a wife-beater t-shirt or an LBD. Either choice would accent her long legs to their best advantage. Most of her LBDs or Little Black Dresses were cut low to show off her fabulous braless tits, so the choice was difficult.

Of course, a wife-beater with its thin cotton material would showcase her boobs as well. Most of her t-shirts were hacked off just below her jugs to ensure everyone got a good show when she was moving and shaking. For Foxy, she was “On” most of the time and exploited her looks, especially when men were around. She used her looks as a tool to get anything she desired and couldn’t understand why men didn’t fall over other women as they did for her.

Finally, she decided on a mini dress with a scoop neck that exposed a lot of boob and made sure everyone could see the gold chain which connected her nipple rings. Foxy always got a charge out of watching people’s eyes as they traced the chain to either side with the inescapable conclusion that she was pierced.

Slipping on the dress sans underwear, Foxy checked to be sure that she had three fingers between the hemline and the bottom of her ass. For clubbing or nighttime, she would wear her skirts a little shorter but was a little more conservative during the day. Looking at herself in the full-length mirror, she approved of her looks and blew a kiss to her reflection.

Foxy had recently met two college boys who were especially tasty, and both hung like a horse. Picking the two guys up was like low-hanging fruit and ripe for the picking. As the typical college girl was still coming to grips with her sexuality, a real woman like her had a distinct advantage when picking out new breeding stock. The boys appreciated the fact that she didn’t play games, and it wasn’t necessary to get her drunk to sample that fine pussy.

Stepping into some cute ankle boots, Foxy pranced out into the bathroom and saw her husband, Larry, drying off after his shower. Her eyes were drawn to his large cock as usual, and she could feel the moisture starting to spread between her thighs. His semi-erection was impressive even when not fully hard, but his eight-inch dick was still a couple of inches shorter than her two college boys.

Looking at Larry’s cock made her think of Heather, his latest girlfriend. A tall, slender brunette, she reminded Foxy of herself ten years younger. At six foot two, Heather was one of the few girls that Foxy had to look up to, and she was considered a serious threat.

Being swingers, they both had sex outside of marriage as a normal course of business, but lately, Foxy worried that she might have pushed the boundaries a little too far. While the sex had been unbelievable, she was concerned that the harm to her marriage may have reached a tipping point.

In a straight marriage, it’s typically the husband who becomes infatuated with some short skirt and decides to bail. Swingers typically never divorce as the side benefits are more than enough to satisfy each partner. Up until a few months ago, their sex life seemed to be in balance, but at a swinger house party, she’d decided to leave Larry and move to Los Angeles with a guy she’d met at the party.

As it turns out, the guy she’d left with owned a movie studio and made pornographic movies. Foxy, the consummate exhibitionist, became interested in becoming a porn star and being on the big stage. She’d starred in a number of amateur movies, but nothing like this. The thought of people paying money to watch her have sex was irresistible, and Foxy quickly became a rising star.

Born and raised in deep east Texas, Larry was slow to anger and accepted his wife’s abhorrent behavior with a shrug and roll of his eyes. Larry knew how she was and assumed this was just a phase and would eventually come to her senses. He owns The Fox’s Den, the hottest strip club in Las Vegas, and has more money than God.

The Fox’s Den gave him a never-ending supply of pussy, but for Larry, it was always superficial, and he toed the line to the swinger’s rules of behavior. Swingers believe that sex and love are two separate things, and while you have sex with others, you only make love to your spouse.

A little over six feet, Larry was a muscular version of Elvis that the girls all loved. Plus, with an eight-inch dick, the attraction had the girls after him like a dog in heat. Tearing her eyes away from his cock, Foxy asked, “Big day at work today?”

“Yeah,” Larry replied. “I’ve got his honor, the mayor, due in about an hour with his entourage. He’s all hot to start planning our next charity carwash fundraiser slash wet t-shirt contest. Even with two showgirls constantly at his side, he’s already fantasizing about what you’re going to wear when you help wash his limousine.”

“That man is a real pervert,” Foxy laughed. “I’ll try on several wife-beaters and let Chrissy take pictures, then I’ll send them to him and get his opinion.”

“Make sure Chrissy wets you down with the hose before snapping the shots,” Larry chuckled as he recalled the picture from the last carwash of the mayor with his wife. Foxy, as usual, was wearing a wife-beater t-shirt, soaking wet and glued to her tits. At Larry’s strip club, they held wet t-shirt contests on Wednesday nights, and there were typically several ripped-up t-shirts left on the stage as the girls vied for the thousand-dollar first prize. The cleaners picked up the discarded clothing and sent them to the cleaners. Foxy likes to rummage through the discarded clothes to pick something to wear. At the last carwash, Foxy had worn one that was cut off just below her boobs, and the thin, wet ribbed cotton material showed off every part of her nipples, including the hard nubs with gold rings attached.

“Do you think the mayor likes looking at my tits?” Foxy asked as she looked at herself in the mirror while twisting her erect nipples. “More importantly, how do you like my jugs? Better than Heather’s?”

“You know that I love your boobs best of all,” Larry immediately replied. He knew that Heather was becoming a sore spot with his wife. “She’s becoming one of our most popular dancers.”

“How about when she’s under your desk, sucking your big dick?” Foxy quipped, then continued. “Sorry, that was tacky. You know I don’t mind you getting a blowjob from her, and I’ve seen her in action with you.”

Heather was a six-foot-two younger version of Foxy and danced at The Fox’s Den to pay for college. She was so sweet and innocent that it was hard for Foxy to be pissed at her for fucking her husband. Foxy thought it was like looking in a mirror at the dancer. With long legs and perfect C-cup boobs, guys just fell all over themselves for her, including her husband. Heather recently switched to curly big hair like Foxy, and now they could be twins.

“I’m surprised that you noticed anything at all with about two feet of dick stuffed into both holes,” Larry retorted. He had brought Heather to the production studio when Foxy was interviewing two college boys for a part in one of her upcoming porn movies. Gary and Don were both hung like horses, and Heather watched Larry’s wife as they double-dicked her. Foxy was almost scary to watch with a foot-long dick in her ass and almost the same size in her pussy. She was in constant climax mode, with her eyes rolled up in her head until all you could see was the whites. Her body would convulse with one orgasm after another when she was getting her brains fucked out. The whole time, she is screaming, “Fuck Me!” over and over. At least that’s what it sounded like.

Giving a shudder as she remembered the scene, Foxy replied, “I was a little bit of a slut that day, wasn’t I?”

“Just remember the rules,” Larry suggested, as there were certain rules that swingers tried to conform to.

MagicBookifier took the above 1,430 words and spit out the following. It even created the chapter title which wasn’t initially supplied.

Chapter 1: The Temptress

Foxy stood in her walk-in closet, contemplating her outfit for the day. As a former model with stunning looks and a towering height of six feet, she had no shortage of options. Should she go for the casual yet sexy look with shorts and a wife-beater t-shirt, or opt for an attention-grabbing Little Black Dress (LBD) that showcased her long legs? It was a tough decision.

The allure of her LBDs was undeniable. The low-cut necklines and figure-hugging silhouettes never failed to turn heads. But then again, a simple wife-beater would also do the trick – its thin cotton material accentuating her ample bosom. Foxy often made sure to cut her t-shirts just below her breasts to give people a tantalizing glimpse whenever she moved or danced.

For today, she settled on a mini dress with a scoop neck that left little to the imagination. A gold chain connected her nipple rings, adding an extra touch of intrigue as people’s eyes traced its path. Without bothering with underwear, Foxy slipped into some ankle boots and admired herself in the mirror. She blew herself a kiss before heading out.

Recently, Foxy had met two college boys who were both well-endowed and eager to please. She found it easy to seduce them – after all, as an experienced woman comfortable with her sexuality, she held an advantage over young girls still exploring their desires. These boys appreciated Foxy’s straightforwardness; there was no need for games or alcohol-induced courage when it came to enjoying her company.

As she walked into the bathroom, Foxy spotted Larry toweling off after his shower. Her eyes were instantly drawn to his impressive manhood which never failed to arouse desire within her own body. His semi-erect state alone was enough to make moisture pool between her thighs, but even so, Larry’s eight-inch member was still a couple of inches shorter than those of her college conquests.

Larry’s latest girlfriend, Heather, reminded Foxy of herself ten years ago. A tall and slender brunette, Heather posed a threat to Foxy’s marriage. Being swingers, both Foxy and Larry engaged in extramarital affairs as part of their lifestyle. However, lately, Foxy worried that she had pushed the boundaries too far. The mind-blowing sex she had with Heather was undeniable, but she feared it may have caused irreparable damage to her marriage.

Typically in a straight marriage, it is the husband who becomes infatuated with someone new and decides to leave. But for swingers like Foxy and Larry, divorce was rare due to the numerous benefits they derived from their unconventional arrangement. Until recently, their sex life had seemed balanced. However, at a swinger house party not long ago, Foxy made the impulsive decision to leave Larry and move to Los Angeles with a man she met there.

As fate would have it, this man happened to own a movie studio specializing in pornography. Intrigued by the idea of becoming a porn star and performing on a grand stage for paying audiences, Foxy embraced this new opportunity with gusto. She had already starred in amateur films before but nothing compared to what awaited her now.

Larry was born and raised in deep east Texas – he possessed an easygoing nature that allowed him to accept his wife’s questionable behavior without too much concern. He believed it was just another phase she would eventually outgrow. Besides being married to Foxy and owning The Fox’s Den – Las Vegas’ hottest strip club – Larry also enjoyed considerable wealth.

The strip club provided him with an endless supply of sexual encounters; however, for Larry, these encounters were purely physical and lacked any emotional depth or connection. Swingers firmly believed that love and sex were two separate entities. While they engaged in sexual activities with others, making love was reserved solely for their spouses.

Larry, a muscular Elvis look-alike who stood just over six feet tall, possessed an eight-inch member that attracted women like bees to honey. Despite the allure of other women and their various charms, Larry assured Foxy that he loved her breasts above all else. However, the presence of Heather in their lives created tension – especially when she was performing oral sex on Larry while he worked at his desk.

Foxy couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy when she thought about it. Yet, at the same time, she admired Heather’s beauty and innocence. The young dancer had become incredibly popular at The Fox’s Den and reminded Foxy of her younger self. With long legs and perfect C-cup breasts, Heather easily captured the attention of men everywhere.

During one visit to a production studio where Foxy was interviewing two college boys for an upcoming porn movie role, Larry brought Heather along. Gary and Don were both impressively endowed individuals who caught Foxy’s eye immediately. As they double-penetrated her with their well-endowed members, Foxy experienced intense pleasure beyond words.

Recalling that passionate encounter caused shivers to run down her spine as she spoke to Larry about it now. “I must admit I was quite wild that day,” she said with a shudder.

Larry responded with a gentle reminder: “Just remember our rules.” Swingers adhered to certain guidelines to ensure everyone involved felt respected and satisfied in their relationships.

As they prepared for another eventful day – one filled with potential temptation and desire – Foxy wondered if their unconventional lifestyle could truly withstand the test of time or if it would ultimately tear them apart.

Little did she know that further challenges lay ahead – challenges that would put both her marriage and newfound career as a porn star to the ultimate test.

The text above is precisely how it came out of the program, and I’ve made no attempt to alter the generated output.

I found it interesting to see how the program creates its own theories about things, but my reaction to the generated text has been positive to date. So far, my working theory is to use the AI-generated text as a guide to revising my text when I feel it is appropriate.

I liked the fact, MagicBookifier was worried that being swingers might cause a breakup in our marriage.

“Little did she know that further challenges lay ahead – challenges that would put both her marriage and newfound career as a porn star to the ultimate test.”

Swingers seldom divorce or break up, but the program threw in its own concern about the perils of wife-swapping. My Mom, the shrink, would ask, “What makes you say that?” I don’t think any of our jobs are on the line so far but who knows.

These programs have the ability to grab a paragraph and quickly rewrite it into more understandable verbiage. I’ve found it helpful to get its opinion of sentence structure, especially an engineer, as we typically have a genetic defect regarding the English language.

MagicBookifier is a new product that is evolving. I hope its rough edges will be filed off in a few months. It appears to struggle with dialog, and this experiment is the first to include actual dialog between the characters.

“Erotica from the Dirty Mind of Larry Archer”

I’m Larry Archer, and I write erotic stories for the huddled and yearning masses. Foxy and I are swingers in real life. I write about what we do and see, especially swingers, unicorns, Hotwives, and cuckolds. While the Lifestyle is not for everyone, it’s been fun for us. My smut is explicit and hardcore but with a somewhat plot. Larry Archer’s porn stories are generally positive and fun, as this reflects how enjoyable swinging has been for us. I publish at all the typical outlets. Check out my stories at one of the sites below.

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