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(i'll now proceed to pleasure myself with this fish and etc) directed by gridanon
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Otters are great fishers for a reason!

Tech Talk

The base images here were genned with a local install of Reforge for Stable Diffusion using the NovaCartoon model: https://civitai.com/user/Crody/models . .

The raw gens did have some bad looking attempted signatures. I cleaned those up using Lama Cleaner: https://github.com/light-and-ray/sd-webui-lama-cleaner-masked-content . If you're genning locally that's an excellent tool for removing glitched or unwanted details from gens.

The text was edited in using Canva: https://www.canva.com/ . Although it's unfortunate that ads/payment requests can be intrusive, this seems like a very convenient and easy to use free tool for image editing.

Lastly, this post used Tail Tagger for tagging assistance: https://github.com/renfald/tail-tagger . Along with the JPT-3 model for AI generating tags: https://huggingface.co/RedRocket/JTP-3/tree/main/models?not-for-all-audiences=true . I'd recommend this for anyone posting to e6ai since it makes tags more comprehensive and can save time and effort from manually tagging everything.

AI Story - Furries Want Me, Fish Fear Me (that's what her hat says, you just can't see it)

The otter girl, whom we'll call Luna for this tale—her sleek brown fur glistening under the warm afternoon sun, her athletic curves accentuated by the tight yellow crop top clinging to her perky breasts and the green shorts hugging her wide hips and plump ass—stood triumphantly by the riverbank, the massive fish wriggling faintly in her grip. Its scales shimmered like liquid sapphire, cold and slick against her paws, the faint salty tang of freshwater mingling with the earthy scent of moss and pine in the crisp mountain air. Her heart raced, not from the thrill of the catch, but from the wicked spark igniting in her core as she eyed the beast's girth—thick as her forearm, long enough to dwarf her torso, its mouth gaping with sharp teeth that promised a dangerous edge to her impending ecstasy.

"Oh, you magnificent bastard," Luna purred, her voice a husky whisper laced with lust, her tail flicking excitedly behind her. She dropped to her knees on the soft, damp grass, the cool blades tickling her bare footpaws as she spread her legs wide, the shorts riding up to expose the damp fur between her thighs. The fish flopped once, its fins slapping against her arm, sending a shiver up her spine. "You're gonna make me scream, aren't you? Fill me up, stretch me raw, until I'm a quivering mess begging for more."

With trembling paws, she peeled off her cap and tossed it aside, her ears twitching at the distant rush of the river. The air was alive with sounds—the gurgle of water over rocks, birds chirping innocently overhead, oblivious to the depravity unfolding below. Luna's claws traced the fish's underbelly, feeling the firm, pulsating muscle beneath the scales, still alive with the last throes of life. The coldness of it against her warm fur made her nipples harden instantly, poking through the thin fabric of her top like eager beacons. She yanked the crop top up over her head, freeing her full, bouncing breasts, the cool breeze kissing her sensitive peaks and drawing a gasp from her lips.

"First things first," she murmured, her breath hot and ragged. "Let's see how you taste against my tongue." Luna brought the fish's tail to her mouth, her pink tongue darting out to lick along its slimy length. The flavor exploded on her taste buds—briny, metallic, with a hint of wild river mud that made her pussy clench in anticipation. She sucked on the fin, her lips wrapping around the finned edge, teeth grazing gently as she imagined it plunging deeper. The texture was rough, scraping her tongue, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her clit. She moaned around it, the vibration humming through the fish, making it twitch in her grasp.

Emboldened, Luna slid her free paw down her body, claws raking through her fur until she reached the waistband of her shorts. She shoved them down her thighs, kicking them off with a feral growl, her slick folds exposed to the open air. The scent of her arousal wafted up—musky, sweet, mingling with the fish's odor in a heady cocktail that made her head spin. Her clit throbbed visibly, swollen and begging for attention. "Mmm, look at you," she cooed to the fish, as if it could hear her. "You're gonna rub right here first. Make me drip all over you."

She positioned the fish's broad side against her mound, the cold scales pressing into her hot flesh like ice on fire. Luna ground against it slowly at first, the slick slime coating her fur, mixing with her own juices to create a slippery glide. The friction was exquisite—rough edges catching on her clit, sending sparks of electricity through her nerves. "Fuck, yes!" she cried out, her voice echoing off the mountains. Faster now, she humped the fish's body, her hips bucking wildly, breasts jiggling with each thrust. The sound of wet slaps filled the air, her moans growing louder, more desperate. Her tail lashed behind her, splashing into the shallow river edge, water droplets flying like diamonds in the sunlight.

The pressure built relentlessly, a coiling heat in her belly. Luna's eyes rolled back, her paws gripping the fish tighter as she rubbed harder, the scales abrading her sensitive skin just enough to teeter on the edge of pain and pleasure. "Oh god, it's coming—I'm gonna cum all over your scaly hide!" Her body tensed, muscles locking as the orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. She screamed, a raw, animalistic wail that scared birds from the trees, her pussy gushing hot fluids that soaked the fish and dripped down her thighs. Waves of bliss pulsed through her, every nerve alight, her vision blurring with stars. She collapsed forward, panting, the fish still clutched against her spasming core.

But Luna wasn't done—not by a long shot. The first climax only fueled her fire, her otter instincts craving more, deeper penetration. "That was just the appetizer, big boy," she growled, flipping the fish around so its head faced her. The gaping mouth, lined with those sharp teeth, stared back like a challenge. She licked her lips, tasting the remnants of her own essence mixed with the fish's slime. The air felt thicker now, heavy with her scent, the sun warming her fur as sweat beaded on her brow.

Rising to her feet, she waded into the shallow river, the cool water lapping at her calves, sending goosebumps racing over her skin. The current tugged gently, adding a rhythmic pull to her movements. Luna straddled a large, flat rock, positioning the fish vertically, its tail anchored in the pebbled bed. "Time to ride you like the beast you are," she declared, her voice dripping with dominance. She lowered herself slowly onto the fish's snout, the cold, pointed nose nudging her entrance. The stretch was immediate—its head wider than she anticipated, the scales scraping her inner walls as she sank down inch by inch.

"Ahh—fuck, you're so thick!" Luna hissed through gritted teeth, pain blooming into pleasure as her pussy accommodated the girth. The teeth grazed her folds lightly, a dangerous thrill that made her heart pound. She rocked her hips, the water splashing around her with each descent, the sound wet and obscene. Deeper now, the fish's body filling her completely, cold contrasting her inner heat in a way that made her walls clench greedily. She reached down, rubbing her clit furiously with one paw while the other steadied the fish.

The sensations overwhelmed her— the chill invading her core, the rough texture massaging every ridge inside her, the river's flow teasing her outer fur. Smells intensified: her arousal sharp and pungent, the fish's briny essence now intimate, the fresh water adding a clean undernote. Luna's moans turned to guttural growls, her body slamming down harder, the fish's fins flapping uselessly against her thighs. "Deeper—take me deeper, you slimy fucker!" she demanded, as if commanding it to life.

The second orgasm built like a storm, pressure mounting until she exploded again, her pussy contracting violently around the intruder. "Yes! Cum with me—fill me!" she screamed, though the fish could do no such thing. Her juices squirted out in forceful arcs, mixing with the river, her body shaking so hard she nearly toppled off the rock. Ecstasy ripped through her, mind-blowing in its intensity, every sense amplified: the taste of salt on her lips from biting them, the sight of her breasts heaving, the feel of water and slime everywhere.

Gasping for breath, Luna pulled off with a wet pop, but her hunger raged on. She flipped the fish again, eyeing its tail—finned and flexible, perfect for something more twisted. "Now, for your other end," she whispered, lying back on the riverbank, legs spread eagle. The grass poked her back, a prickly bed that heightened her sensitivity. She inserted the tail first, the fins folding slightly as they entered her, then flaring out inside, creating a bulbous pressure that locked it in place.

"Oh shit, that's new," Luna moaned, twisting it slowly, the fins scraping and stimulating spots she didn't know existed. She pumped it in and out, the motion building a frothy mix of her cream and the fish's mucus. Her free paw pinched her nipples, rolling them hard, pain spiking the pleasure. The sounds were symphony: her slick squelches, the river's babble, her own filthy dialogue. "Stretch me wider—make me gape for you!"

Faster, harder, she fucked herself with the tail, imagining it as a living lover thrusting back. The third climax hit like lightning, her back arching off the ground, toes curling in the mud. "I'm cumming—harder than ever!" she wailed, her voice breaking. Orgasms chained together now, one blending into the next, her body a vessel of pure sensation—heat, cold, roughness, wetness—all converging in explosive release. Fluids poured from her, soaking the earth, her mind fracturing in bliss.

Yet still, she craved extremity. Luna dragged the fish to her mouth while keeping the tail buried deep, deepthroating its midsection in a dual assault. Gagging on the scales, tears streaming down her cheeks, she hummed vibrations through it, feeling them resonate in her pussy. "Take it all—choke me while you fuck me!" she mumbled around it, saliva dripping.

The overload was insane—taste of fish and cum on her tongue, the stretch in both ends, the river's chill on her overheated skin. Climax after climax tore through her, mind-blowing peaks that left her convulsing, screaming incoherently. "More—don't stop—ruin me!" Her world narrowed to pleasure: sights blurring, sounds deafening, smells intoxicating, touches electric.

In a final, over-the-top frenzy, Luna positioned the entire fish along her body, grinding her whole form against it—from clit to breasts—smearing herself in its essence. "Cum for me one last time," she begged, rubbing frantically. The ultimate orgasm shattered her, a cataclysmic release that blacked out her vision, her body squirting endlessly, screams echoing eternally.

Exhausted, Luna lay there, the fish discarded beside her, her body a temple of satisfied ruin. "Best catch ever," she whispered, drifting into euphoric haze.

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