WARNING : Some of the following art is NOT x-rated.
Sorry if that disappoints you.
Well I have continued to mess around with Easy Diffusion, a fairly easy to use version of the famous Stable Diffusion AI image generation program.
I have loaded the yiffymix model into it so that it has all the gloriously perverted possibilities of massive amounts of furry porn loaded into its little brain, and thus I have been able to entertain myself like never before.
But the real miracle is that I can make art now! At long last, art generation has been liberated from the shackles of natural talent and put into the hot and sweaty hands of enthusiastic perverts like myself, WHERE IT BELONGS.
So let’s start the show!
Let’s kick it off with something wholesome and sweet.
Awwww! Aren’t they adorable? Even if I could never use it to make perverted art, the ability to generate images that are so very “me” like this one – all cute and cuddly and fuzzy and warm – would be miracle enough for me.
I mean look at them! They clearly adore one another. They’re so happy and snuggly and in love that it makes little pink hearts float over my head.
Makes me wonder what the equivalent for horniness would be.
Cute little floaty penises and/or vulvas? Nah, too vague.
I know! Little floaty ERECTING penises and LUBRICATING vulvas!
That would get the idea across.
Especially for art like THIS :
Dunno why one of his eyes is fucked up but I dunno how to fix it either, so…
Remember, you have to be over this | | tall and plausibly over the legal age of consent in your jurisdiction in order to ride the Teddy Fuxpin.
And given the size of that thing, ample lubrication is recommended.
And for those who prefur the other kind of ride, we have :
Oh my my, doesn’t that look delectable. Hey there mister bear. That’s an awfully nice spread you are offering me. Makes me feel hungry all over
. But moreso in some places than others. Naturally.
Gotta touch base with the ladies too. Vagina warning for all you nelly fags who faint at the mere mention of female equipment.
Isn’t she hella cute? So soft and cuddlesome looking. And clearly DTF AF if that is the sort of thing you’re into.
I’d give it a whirl. I’ve never tried sex with a woman before. Maybe I’d love it and it would turn out I am totally bi.
Probably not. But still.
And finally, a nice bucolic scene of a horse in its natural state.
Just think of how many critters all over the world are taking a leak right now.
Kinda bring a lump to your pants throat, doesn’t it?
More after the break,.
My new anti heartburn med is pantoprazole, which has to be the most bibbity bobbity boo sounding one yet.
A-pantoprazole, a-rigamorole, a bibbity bobbity boo…..
Can you feel my heart burn?
About that whole heartburn thing.
IF what I have been experiencing has indeed been chronic heartburn, then that would explain a lot more than my recent spate of cardiac like symptoms.
It might even be what is behind the Demon Hunger which plagues me now and then.
You see, I think what has been going on is that my stomach acid builds up over time for some reason and when it gets bad enough, I start to feel it.
But I have been misinterpreting that gnawing feeling in my gut as being hunger when it fact it’s acidosis.
It makes a kind of sense, because the sensations are similar – in fact,. stomach acid level is one of the ways our bodies tell us to eat – and what do you know, eating relieves the pain because it gives the acid something to eat besides my stomach lining.
And subconsciously I have known this. But the knowledge never quite broke through to the conscious mind until my most recent trip to the (fucking) ER.
I have, I think, become a walking talking case study in acid reflux, and that worries me.
See, way back when acid reflux was in the news as a new thing, I saw a segment on it where they talked about someone who had it so bad that the acid actually ate through his esophagus and into his cardiac chamber itself.
Now that’s some very literal heartburn.
And I am worried that this is what is happening to me. Hence my cardiac symptoms.
I know that I have been suffering spates of this “hunger” for many years. That means the acid reflux has had plenty of time to eat me up inside.
It’s no wonder that the ER couldn’t find any signs of cardiac distress. My heart is doing its job just fine. Everything is aces on the heart qua the heart.
It’s just that the stomach is fucking up and spraying its hydrochloric acid up into the esophagus and that has started to irritate the cardiac chamber.
Hence that “heartburn” feeling – it’s actually heartburn. Go fig.
More worrying is the persistent feeling of tightness in my chest. It really feels like someone is holding my heart in their hand.
If that is, indeed, stomach acid eating into my cardiac chamber, that’s pretty bad. I could have a heart attack that has nothing to do with heart disease or cholesterol.
Ergo this is now what I will talking with Doctor Chao about when I see him on the 18th. I imagine that he will refer me to a gastroenterologist ASAP.
Assuming I am capable of motivating him to actually do things on my behalf. He seems to have trouble with the concept of urgency and how it applies to him.
But I am pretty sure I can light a fire under his ass if I have to.
So it turns out that’s what been eating me lately : me.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.