Measured in Wanks

Published — just now

I clicked the play button, and what followed got me. A thickly muscled woman, bare-breasted, nude actually, grabs her breasts, giving them a couple of bounces, she hits a double biceps pose, flashes a smile, plays with her hair, teasing out a few strands, and drops her hands to her sides and saunters towards the camera.

I’m pretty sure that’s the prompt I wrote.

And that, friends, is a glimpse of my clear and present issue with AI related porn. As of this writing the following items are true: I have roughly 2k images and videos of nude ai-generated characters. I’ve probably spent a couple grand at this point across various tools. I’m not proud of my goonerism but here I am. I did the thing.

Today I deleted my cache of ai-generated smut.

To give you all a glimpse into this shit that I’m wrapped up in I have images, videos, and chats. The tools I use are commercially available.

In a text chat the bot described smothering my face with their tits, while jerking me off, all while cooing me “it’ll be okay, just go ahead and come into my hand, let it all go…”

And let me tell you, it’s been rough. It’s seeped into my personal life and affected my ability to have sex with real women. Not great!

I think there’s a lot going on with me that I need to examine. The AI bit was just really accessible given that the tools are right there.

But AI is not the sole tool for my perverted nature. I’ve traveled the world and been tossed around by some impressive women. I do that 2 – 3 times per year and it’s fine. But I’m usually looking at sites catering to that content.

I tend to look at them when faced with work I don’t want to do. I don’t love it.

I deleted all of it. All. of. it.

I don’t know that it will work but it’s clear that I’m affected. My ability to get it on with a woman I’m seeing is the clearest signal. So yeah, we’ll see what’s what there but I need to get on the ball here.