AMATEUR FLESH: CREAMYMOANAToday I stumbled across another one of those
X accounts that, at first glance, look like they belong to an actual
content creator. I’m going to share photos and videos from it because they’re worth it, but I won’t lie:
something feels off.
This isn’t the first time — and it won’t be the last. You can tell right away when you see that
90% of the timeline is nothing but
retweets of other girls. That’s when the doubts kick in. A real creator might do collabs or give someone a shoutout here and there, but they don’t spend their whole profile promoting others.
There are a few possible scenarios:
- Fake accounts (impersonation): profiles pretending to be the creator, using stolen photos, with the sole purpose of driving traffic to paid links like OnlyFans, pirate sites, or outright scams.
- Run by third parties/agencies: it’s not her managing the account, but a community manager or agency handling several girls at once, cross-retweeting between them.
- Self-promo networks (shoutout for shoutout): a “you retweet me, I retweet you” cycle that spirals out of control until the account looks more like a billboard than a personal profile.
Whatever the case, when you see a profile that lives almost entirely on
retweeting others, odds are the
real creator isn’t behind it. From there, it’s up to you. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
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Art Attack.
RANDOM AI-GENERATED IMAGES VOL23The future always shows up disguised as a game
Today we laugh at these images, sharing them as
curiosity or just a bit of
casual thrill. They look like a game:
impossible models,
perfect women who don’t exist, scenes that feel like a
wild dream rendered in pixels. And yet, what begins as a game often becomes the
prelude to something much bigger.
Look back:
the internet started as a toy for
computer geeks.
Social media looked like a place to waste time posting nonsense. The
smartphone was just an unnecessary luxury for a handful of executives. And now?
We live connected 24/7, glued to our phones,
social networks dictate what we talk about, and
Google gives us answers before we even know what to ask.
The game always ends up writing the rules.
It’s the same with
artificial intelligence. Today we use it to
create erotic images with a surreal touch, testing where the machine ends and where our imagination begins. But what we’re seeing in these pictures might be the
seed of how the
future of digital desire will be built.
There’s no shortage of possible scenarios. In a few years, the line between
amateur porn and
AI-generated porn could vanish. We might see
complete relationships —sex, affection, conversation— with digital beings tailored to each person’s taste. Maybe one day you’ll create your
“perfect partner” with a few prompts and a button, and going out to flirt won’t even cross your mind because everything you want is already on your screen.
And there’s no need to go all apocalyptic:
it’s not so different from what we already have.
Netflix killed video rentals,
Tinder changed how people meet, and
OnlyFans redefined how sex is sold. It all starts as a
game, something trivial, something “that won’t change anything”… until suddenly it changes everything.
These images aren’t just
pretty pictures or
cheap thrills. They’re a
dress rehearsal for the world ahead. A future where
fantasy isn’t consumed—it’s manufactured. Where the machine doesn’t just offer you pleasure, but
designs it for you, adapts it to your mood, and updates it daily like software patches.
And here’s the
big paradox: we know it’s not real, but maybe that stops mattering. Because if something excites you, moves you, or gives you what you’re after—does it really matter whether it’s made of
flesh or
code? In the end, what’s always driven us is
desire. And in the hands of AI,
desire has no limits.
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Connecting positive with negative.