Fun with ChatGPT

I've been occasionally active on Reddit as u/LostBetsRed. Feel free to follow me there. I sometimes post LB-related content, or a lame attempts at humor on r/Jokes.

Blog commenter The Pin found me there and shared a story of playing a real strip game with Zodiac:

Well I always liked following the Lostbets girls where they had professional accounts, some being pros, others strippers etc. From memory I found her stripper account via I believe her name was Tessa? who she played against. Sent her a message, we got talking, had a lot in common, added me on her personal account and we organised a game (virtually as I'm in Australia). She wanted to play battleships, said she was very good at it, which I wasn't sure how as it's somewhat luck with a bit of mathematics involved. She's ultra competitive and turns out very good at it. She won fairly easily, I had her down to her panties at least and for losing I had to masturbate for her, but then she returned the favour haha. We still chat to this day and have another match lined up when schedules work

The first thing I thought was: battleship is definitely a game of skill, dude.

Have you guys seen ChatGPT? I asked it to write an ENF story and here's what I got: 

Write a funny story about three young friends who find themselves unexpectedly and embarrassingly naked in public

Once upon a time, there were three young friends named Jack, Jill, and Jane. They were always up for a good time and enjoyed going on adventures together.

One day, they decided to go for a swim in a secluded lake that was rumored to have the clearest water in the entire county. Excited for the chance to cool off on a hot summer day, they quickly stripped down to their birthday suits and dove into the lake without a second thought.

The water was indeed crystal clear, and they had a great time swimming and playing. But as they were getting out of the lake, they realized that they had forgotten to bring towels and were completely naked.

Feeling embarrassed, they quickly looked around for something to cover themselves with. All they could find were some large leaves, which they used to make makeshift loincloths.

As they were trying to cover up, they heard a group of people approaching. Thinking that it might be other swimmers, they hid behind a nearby bush, hoping not to be seen. But as the group came closer, they realized that it was a group of tourists on a nature hike.

Feeling even more embarrassed, the three friends tried to make a run for it. But as they took off, the makeshift loincloths fell off, leaving them stark naked once again. The tourists couldn't help but laugh and snap pictures as the three friends ran for cover, their bare bottoms flapping in the wind.

Mortified and laughing, they finally made it back to their car and drove home, vowing to never go skinny-dipping in a public place again.

Sure, there are some plot holes, but I've read worse. In my younger days, I've probably written worse. What an amazing world we inhabit.

Freebie

 Is anyone still reading this blog? If so, to reward you and to apologize for ghosting for so long, here's a free copy of Episode B059, Strip High Card with Mary, Lily, and Amber.  (please right-click-save-as on this link.)

This is a sequel of sorts to Episode 043, Strip Basketball with Lily, Mary, and Amber from all the way back in 2008. Going into that episode, Lily had never had any sort of sexual experience with another woman. That changed when she lost 043 and was handcuffed and vibrated to a shattering orgasm by the gleeful winners. 

This time, she risks is still-more intimate encounter with other women in a game of Strict High Card. One loser. Two winners. Two straps-ons. Two winners use two strap-ons on one loser. What's not to like?

The loser is Lily, although the other two boths show a lot of skin. I want to emphasize, by way, that neither this game nor 043 were rigged in any way. One  game of pure skill, one game of pure chance, both left to the fates.

I may catch some hell from certain quarters for giving this away for free rather than selling it, but what the hell. It's my clip and I want to give it away for free. Enjoy. The link will be good for at least a week, but I encourage you to share this video far and wide of your favorite sites.

Yikes

 Well, I'm back in town. In fact, I've been back in town for four weeks now. This has not been an easy blog post to write. Nor is it the blog post that I expected that I would be writing when I got back. I'll explain why, but along the way I'll need to confess something. And I should make it abundantly clear, if it's not clear already, that this isn't going to be a typical, cheerful update. No sexy outtakes or hot BTS footage here. This one's a bit of a downer. In fact, it's kind of uncomfortably personal. You might want to skip it.

So I woke up the day after I got home, ready to roll up my sleeves and get to work, tackling the backlog of emails and blog comments that had accumulated while I was away. I sent a few quick email replies before turning my attention to the blog. The first comment that I saw mentioned that a player I'd had a back in 2009 named Erin was a model who went by the full stage name Erin Taylor. That's true, but I thought I remembered mentioning that before, so I did a search of the blog for that name, expected to find my earlier mention. It turned out that I was wrong and I hadn't disclose her name on the blog before, but somebody else had, and what I found horrified me. And here's where the confession comes in.

I've said before that I'm sick and getting sicker. I think I called it a "neurodegenerative disorder" but there isn't much point in being coy; it's multiple sclerosis. What I haven't said before is that this illness is comorbid with certain mental disorders which have significantly impacted my capabilities. Now, back in the 1900s when I was growing up, this would've been a pretty shameful admission due to the tremendous stigma attached to mental illness, but they say things are different now. Anyway, my particular crazy can make me feel extremely strong aversion to things that make me uncomfortable, to the point where it causes physical nausea to focus on them and the temptation to focus on literally anything else is overwhelming. Worse, trying to get back to something I've been avoiding because it makes me uncomfortable makes me uncomfortable, leading to self-perpetuating cycles. Often the only way I can break the cycles is to just wipe the slate clean and move on.

Again, when I was a kid, this would merely have been considered a massive character flaw, but if I can absolving myself of moral culpability for my shortcomings by blaming them on mental illness, then by God I will. This particular massive character flaw has cost me very dearly over the years.

The point of telling you all this is to explain that when I went looking for the name Erin Taylor on this blog, I found a blog comments that I had never seen before because it had been posted during a period when I was "frozen." And again, when I saw horrified me. People were talking about the real names of several of my players, including many who were amateurs, not professional models.

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Fuck. Everything above the line was written literally two weeks ago, then I got frozen again. Still kind of am, so I'm just going to post this as is and try to get back to it later. The short of it is that I'm really bummed that a bunch of my players got doxxed.

AFK, again

 Folks,

I'm out of town for the next few weeks and will have limited conductivity. Will try to check in from time to time, but again, no promises.

YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH. Or can you?

Over the years I've said a lot about the players and their backgrounds, and I've tried to be as truthful as I could be. I'm not going to swear that I've never stretched the truth nor even outright lied, but I can't think of a specific instance when I did and it certainly wasn't my practice. I don't like to lie, partly for ethical reasons but mostly because I am terrible at it. (I always forget lies I've told and end up contradicting myself and giving myself away.) And I generally didn't need to, because the truth was plenty awesome enough. Jacqueline really was my next-door neighbor. Lumen, Jelly, and Fern really were the 18-year-old high school classmates of the daughter of a woman I dated. The circus folk from the circus folk episodes were really circus folk. I was proud of these facts and excited to share them. There was no need to embellish.

But this posed a problem when people asked specific questions about specific players whose backgrounds weren't so innocent.  What was I supposed to say when somebody asked, "Soandso looks so sweet and shy and innocent. Was she really so embarrassed to strip naked?" Should I have said, "Actually, there's footage elsewhere of Soandso literally fucking a trailer hitch?" Or, "I didn't ask and can't say for certain, but I'm pretty sure that Soandso is a prostitute?"

What I usually did in such cases was either plead ignorance or give an answer that was truthful yet incomplete. I'll give an example, and I'm sorry if this shatters anybody's illusions, but: Sheri and Zahara. Everything I've said about them is true. Tobi really did originally meet them as customers in her bar. And both really had never been naked on video before, or at least so they told me. But they were in Tobi's bar because they had just finished their shifts at the strip club where they both worked. Neither was unaccustomed to exposing her naked charms to strangers for money. And they might even have moonlighted as "escorts", as many strippers do. I didn't ask and they didn't tell, but they were pretty unfazed when I asked them about hardcore forfeits.

Now, should I have said this back then? Should I have said it just now? I don't know, and I'd like your opinions. Again, I'm exceedingly proud of all the true amateurs I was able to recruit, but not every player was a blushing innocent. Should I be fully candid about the ones who were not? I was even reluctant to disclose that I met so many of my players at a convention for kinky people.

Finally, to reward you for reading this far, here's a clip I'm sure many of you will be overjoyed to see:

LBOuttakes 20120606 Fern sucks your dick for five minutes

I had totally forgotten about this footage until I went digging around through the depths of the Shoots folder to see what I could find. I'm aware that I definitely coulda and probably shoulda charged for this. I woulda, but I still feel like I owe some gifts to the fans. If you really feel like you should pay for this, I will cheerfully accept tips via PayPal (or Venmo, or whatever the kids are using these days, I suppose) at red@lostbets.com. But really, unless you plan to throw a big bill in the jar, I'd rather you just paid it forward. Make a waiter's day with an extravagant tip, or something.

But I will probably need money sooner or later. I've been procrastinating on setting up a Patreon, where patrons would get early access to these outtakes and a priority hold of my ear when it comes to which outtakes should be produced next. I should get on that, and I will. But frankly, I'd rather try to squeeze windfalls from a wealthy benefactor or two then try to squeeze a few bucks from thousands. Statistically, some of you are probably very, very comfortable financially. If that's you, and you'd be interested in paying a ridiculous sum to acquire a genuine artifact of lostbets.com history, hit me up at the above email.

(Ugh. I feel dirty.)