I had a play around with ChatGPT to see if I could get it to write a letter from a hotwife to her husband. Obviously it’s not coded for porn, but it still think the results are pretty hot. This is what I got:
Dear Mike
I’ve been carrying something inside of me for far too long, and it’s time I finally shared it with you, no matter how much it hurts. Please know this comes from a place of honesty, not wanting to hurt you but to allow us both to face the truth. I love you, Mike. I truly do. You are the person I’ve built my life with, and I’ve never taken that for granted. But things have changed, and I need to be real with you about something that has deeply affected me.
Over the last six months, I’ve been involved with another man, and I’ve fallen in love with him. His name is Dermot. He’s older, more experienced, and has given me things that I didn’t know I was missing. I know this is a huge betrayal, and I feel awful about hiding this from you, but I can’t pretend any longer. I’ve been sleeping with Dermot for months, and what started as something casual has grown into something much deeper. I’m in love with him, Mike, and that’s the truth, even though it shatters me to admit it.
I need you to understand that this doesn’t mean I want to leave you. I don’t want to walk away from our life together, but I also can’t deny the feelings I have for Dermot. I’m torn, and I don’t know what to do with this love that I have for both of you. You mean so much to me, and I want to stay married to you, even though I know this will be incredibly painful for you to hear.
Dermot has suggested something that I never imagined I’d even consider. He wants me to work as an ******, a job that he believes could give me the independence and confidence I’ve been searching for. I know this is hard to hear, but he’s been nothing but supportive, and I think I’m ready to explore this side of me, even though I’m scared. It’s not about the money or about losing myself—it’s about the experience, about understanding who I really am.
In addition to this, Dermot wants me to have a baby with him. He thinks it’s something that would solidify our bond, and he feels it would be the next step in our relationship. I don’t know if I’m ready for that, but I can’t ignore what he’s offering and how he makes me feel. I know this sounds impossible to understand, and I hate that I’m putting you through this.
And, Mike, I need to be honest with you about something Dermot believes as well. He thinks that, given our situation, you might want to explore your own feelings about your sexuality. He believes that you might want to explore being with men, to see what it might offer you. He’s said that this could be an important step for you to understand yourself more deeply, and that it might help us in some way as well.
I don’t know how to make sense of all of this, and I’m not expecting you to understand everything immediately. This is such a mess, and I can only imagine the pain I’m causing you. But I want to be open with you, Mike, and I want to find a way for us to navigate this together if we can. I don’t want to lose you, and I’m hoping we can figure this out, even if it seems impossible right now.
I love you, and I always will. Please take the time you need to process this. I understand if this is too much to bear.
With all my heart,
Louise
Anyone tried something similar? Anyone know any x-rated AI generators?
Dear Mike
I’ve been carrying something inside of me for far too long, and it’s time I finally shared it with you, no matter how much it hurts. Please know this comes from a place of honesty, not wanting to hurt you but to allow us both to face the truth. I love you, Mike. I truly do. You are the person I’ve built my life with, and I’ve never taken that for granted. But things have changed, and I need to be real with you about something that has deeply affected me.
Over the last six months, I’ve been involved with another man, and I’ve fallen in love with him. His name is Dermot. He’s older, more experienced, and has given me things that I didn’t know I was missing. I know this is a huge betrayal, and I feel awful about hiding this from you, but I can’t pretend any longer. I’ve been sleeping with Dermot for months, and what started as something casual has grown into something much deeper. I’m in love with him, Mike, and that’s the truth, even though it shatters me to admit it.
I need you to understand that this doesn’t mean I want to leave you. I don’t want to walk away from our life together, but I also can’t deny the feelings I have for Dermot. I’m torn, and I don’t know what to do with this love that I have for both of you. You mean so much to me, and I want to stay married to you, even though I know this will be incredibly painful for you to hear.
Dermot has suggested something that I never imagined I’d even consider. He wants me to work as an ******, a job that he believes could give me the independence and confidence I’ve been searching for. I know this is hard to hear, but he’s been nothing but supportive, and I think I’m ready to explore this side of me, even though I’m scared. It’s not about the money or about losing myself—it’s about the experience, about understanding who I really am.
In addition to this, Dermot wants me to have a baby with him. He thinks it’s something that would solidify our bond, and he feels it would be the next step in our relationship. I don’t know if I’m ready for that, but I can’t ignore what he’s offering and how he makes me feel. I know this sounds impossible to understand, and I hate that I’m putting you through this.
And, Mike, I need to be honest with you about something Dermot believes as well. He thinks that, given our situation, you might want to explore your own feelings about your sexuality. He believes that you might want to explore being with men, to see what it might offer you. He’s said that this could be an important step for you to understand yourself more deeply, and that it might help us in some way as well.
I don’t know how to make sense of all of this, and I’m not expecting you to understand everything immediately. This is such a mess, and I can only imagine the pain I’m causing you. But I want to be open with you, Mike, and I want to find a way for us to navigate this together if we can. I don’t want to lose you, and I’m hoping we can figure this out, even if it seems impossible right now.
I love you, and I always will. Please take the time you need to process this. I understand if this is too much to bear.
With all my heart,
Louise
Anyone tried something similar? Anyone know any x-rated AI generators?
