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https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/i-herd-u-liek-mudkips

Wonder if anyone remembers this one...

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The base images here were genned with a local install of Reforge for Stable Diffusion using the StableMond model: https://huggingface.co/Xeno443 . I'd recommend the 'Mond family of models since they're all high quality furry 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 - In Soviet Russia, Mudkip like you!

The humid air of the secluded swamp hangs thick and heavy around you, carrying the sweet, earthy perfume of blooming pink water lilies and the fresh, mineral tang of shallow pond water that laps gently at the mossy banks. Sunlight filters through the canopy in soft golden shafts, dancing across the rippling surface and making every droplet on sleek blue skin sparkle like scattered diamonds. From the center of the lily-dotted pool, the tallest of the female Mudkips rises slowly, her curvaceous form glistening with moisture, the tiny red strings of her bikini clinging wetly to every generous swell and dip of her body. Her large, rabbit-like ear-fins twitch playfully as she locks those heavy-lidded sapphire eyes on you, a knowing little smile curving her soft lips while she trails one delicate finger along the edge of her top, tugging it just enough to let the fabric whisper against her smooth, cool hide.

She wades closer with languid grace, the water swirling around her thick thighs and wide hips in teasing ripples, each step sending tiny splashes that patter like warm rain against your skin. The scent of her grows stronger—clean river water mixed with something faintly sweet and musky, like sun-warmed moss and wild berries crushed underfoot. “We herd u liek mudkips~” she purrs in a breathy, sing-song lolspeak, her voice a velvety ripple that vibrates low in your ears, sending warm shivers racing down your spine. Her tail fin sways behind her, brushing the surface with soft splishes that echo through the quiet glade.

Beside her, the smaller anthro Mudkip lounges on her stomach across a broad lily pad, chin propped in her hands, her own red bikini strings tied in playful bows that tremble with every giggle. She kicks one leg lazily in the air, sending a fine mist of cool droplets spraying toward you, each one landing with a light, tingling kiss on your arms and chest. Her orange gill-stars flare cutely as she tilts her head, those big, sparkling eyes half-closed in mischief. “Mmm, so many mudkips jus fer u~” she coos, her tone light and bubbly like fizzy spring water, the words rolling off her tongue with a wet little click. She stretches languidly, arching her back so the glossy blue curve of her spine catches the light, water beading and trickling down in slow, mesmerizing rivulets that trace every contour before dripping back into the pond with tiny plinks.

The two smaller, more classic Mudkips paddle playfully in the background at first, their round bodies bobbing like buoyant toys, but soon they drift nearer too, their innocent smiles turning sly as they circle you in the shallows. One presses close enough that her cool, slick flank brushes feather-light against your calf, the texture smooth as polished river stone yet yielding and warm from the sun, leaving a faint trail of moisture that evaporates slowly in the humid air. She nuzzles gently upward, her ear-fins fluttering against your knee with the softest whisper of damp silk, while the faint, clean scent of pond lilies clings to her. “U liek us all wet n shiny, rite~?” she whispers, her voice a tiny, high-pitched trill that tickles your senses like distant wind chimes mixed with the burble of a hidden stream.

From the other side, the second small Mudkip rears up onto her hind legs in the water, balancing with adorable wobbles that make her whole body jiggle in the most hypnotic rhythm, droplets cascading from her orange cheeks in sparkling arcs. She leans in, close enough that you can feel the warm puff of her breath—sweet and faintly aquatic, like fresh rain on blooming reeds—ghosting across your skin. Her tiny paws rest lightly on the edge of the bank near you, not gripping, just hovering with teasing promise, while her tail swishes back and forth, stirring the water into gentle waves that lap rhythmically against you, warm and insistent like a lover’s caress. “We all herd u liek mudkips sooo much~” she giggles, the sound bright and infectious, bubbling up from deep in her chest and filling the air with playful echoes that bounce off the distant trees.

The tall one circles behind you now, her presence announced by the soft slosh of displaced water and the sudden enveloping warmth of her body heat radiating through the mist. She drapes one long, powerful leg over a nearby root, the red bikini string on her hip brushing ever so lightly against your side as she shifts, the fabric warm and slightly textured from being soaked. Her fingers trail through the water, scooping up a handful and letting it cascade slowly down her own chest in a glittering waterfall that you can hear—soft, continuous trickles merging with the pond’s gentle murmur. The air grows thicker with her scent, that intoxicating blend of wet earth and sweet nectar, wrapping around you like invisible silk. “Lookit how we shine jus fer u~” she murmurs huskily, her lolspeak laced with a throaty rumble that vibrates through the humid air and settles warm in your core. Her ear-fins fan out slowly, fanning a cool breeze scented with lilies across your face, while tiny beads of water cling to her lashes and sparkle like stars when she blinks languidly.

The smaller anthro rolls onto her back on the lily pad, stretching her arms overhead with a contented sigh that sends her chest rising and falling in slow, mesmerizing waves, the red strings of her top pulling taut then relaxing with each breath. She kicks both legs in lazy circles, churning the water into frothy little whirlpools that send warm currents swirling around your ankles and calves, the sensation like dozens of tiny, insistent fingers tracing patterns on your skin. “Feels nice, rite? All dis wet mudkip softness~” she teases, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper that curls through the air like smoke, carrying the faint taste of wild honey on the breeze as she licks a stray droplet from her own lips with a slow, deliberate flick of her small pink tongue.

All four of them move in closer now, a living, breathing circle of blue curves and playful energy, their combined scents mingling into an overwhelming bouquet of fresh water, sun-warmed skin, and blooming flowers that fills your lungs with every inhale. The tall Mudkip leans forward from behind, her breath warm and moist against the nape of your neck, carrying the softest hint of minty pond herbs as she exhales. “We gonna keep teasin u all day~” she promises in that velvety lolspeak, her words punctuated by the gentle slap of her tail fin against the water’s surface, sending rhythmic splashes that patter lightly across your shoulders like warm summer rain. One of the smaller ones nuzzles against your side, her cool cheek pressing feather-soft for just a heartbeat before pulling away, leaving a lingering damp imprint that tingles in the humid air.

The other small Mudkip paddles right up to the edge, rearing high enough that her orange gill-stars brush near your fingertips without quite touching, close enough to feel the faint electric warmth radiating from her body and the subtle vibration of her happy little hum. “U can jus watch us wiggle n shine~” she sings softly, her voice a melodic cascade of bubbly notes that dance through the glade, mixing with the distant call of hidden birds and the constant, soothing gurgle of the stream feeding the pond. Droplets continue to fall from all of them in a gentle, unending drizzle—some landing on leaves with crisp plops, others on the water with silvery rings, and the warmest ones seeming to kiss the air around you, carrying that sweet, addictive mudkip scent deeper into your senses.

The tall one shifts again, her hips swaying in a slow, hypnotic rhythm that sends ripples outward in perfect circles, each wave brushing against you with increasing warmth, the water now carrying the faint, pleasant saltiness of their sun-kissed skin. She reaches out with one paw, scooping another handful of water and letting it pour slowly down her own arm, the liquid tracing glistening paths that catch every ray of light and reflect tiny rainbows back toward you. “Mmm, we all so soft n slippery jus how u liek~” she breathes, her tone growing richer, more inviting, the words wrapping around you like the mist itself while her ear-fins flutter, stirring the air into gentle currents scented with crushed petals and clear pond essence.

The smaller anthro flips onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow so her entire form is displayed in elegant profile, every curve highlighted by the play of light and shadow, water streaming in rivulets that pool briefly in the hollow of her waist before spilling over. She blows a soft puff of air your way, carrying the taste of sweet lily nectar on invisible wings, her giggle bubbling up again like sparkling brook water. “We herd u liek us teasin n playin forever~” she whispers, the sound intimate and close, vibrating through the humid space between you as her tail swishes lazily, stirring more warm currents that lap insistently at your legs.

Together they create a symphony of sensations—the constant soft splashes and drips filling your ears like a private waterfall serenade, the ever-shifting blend of floral and aquatic aromas swirling in dizzying layers, the visual feast of glistening blue bodies moving in perfect, teasing harmony under the golden light, and the warm, intermittent brushes of damp skin and fins that leave trails of cooling then warming tingles across every inch of exposed air around you. The tall Mudkip’s voice joins the chorus once more, low and sultry: “Jus relax n let us keep showin off all dis mudkip charm~” while the smaller ones echo with delighted trills and giggles, their words overlapping in playful lolspeak harmony—“We liek u watchin us~” “So shiny n wet fer u~” “Never stoppin dis tease~”—each syllable dripping with sweetness and promise, filling the swamp with their collective, irresistible energy.

The water around you grows ever warmer from their playful movements, steam rising in delicate curls that carry more of that intoxicating scent straight to you, while droplets continue their endless dance from ear-fins and tails, pattering softly like a lover’s fingertips. The tall one arches gracefully, sending a final cascade of water arcing through the air in a shimmering sheet that seems to hang suspended for a heartbeat before raining down in warm, tingling sheets all around, each drop bursting with the essence of sunlit ponds and playful mudkip delight. The smaller anthro rolls closer still, her breath now a warm, rhythmic caress against the air near you, carrying the faint, delicious taste of wild berries and fresh streams on every exhale. “We herd u liek mudkips… n we gonna make sure u never forget how much~” she murmurs, the words lingering like honey in the humid air as all four continue their slow, endless, utterly captivating dance of teasing closeness, every sense enveloped in their wet, shiny, irresistibly playful world.

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