My second attempt at an AI sequence. I can't draw, but I can write a little bit. I'm hoping the "art" has improved a bit, and the story helps to round it out a little. C&C always appreciated!

1: Sophie enjoyed the sun as she wandered the beach looking for any interesting items the tide had brought in over night. Her golden skin protected her from the sunburn and she relished the feeling of the hot air swirling around her, knowing the water's cool embrace was only a few steps away. Combing the beach was a daily ritual for her, and she often arrived at the dive shop she worked in with shells in hand to sell to tourists looking for a memento of their honeymoon in paradise. She watched the sun rise above the azure waters and guessed it was nearing 8 am. She had to be at the dive shop at 10 when Dave took the first group of Expanded Horizons divers out. Sophie had worked for Dave for three years now and always enjoyed their time together. In fact, as Sophie got older she had begun wishing she and Dave could spend a little more time together. Alas, Expanded Horizons was a busy shop, and Dave's know-how and experience were in high demand. Sophie pushed the thought from her head and refocused on the sand; Dave was always dating some busty bimbo from the mainland and Sophie's athletic body had little to offer a man with those preferences. She sighed, trudged forward in the sand, and felt something sharp under her heel.

2: "Shit!" Sophie cried out, lifting her heel and checking to see if she had been cut. Seeing no blood, she rubbed the pain away and then searched the sand for the offender. Spotting the knife's edge of a shell sticking up, Sophie bent and pulled it from the sand. It was like no shell she'd ever seen, with a shape that seemed wholly unnatural, as if it were created in a lab; the product of some artificial brain with little grounding in reality. It was a fantastic spiral shape, and as Sohpie turned it over in her hand she marveled at it's intricacy. From it's large interior a small object popped out, and Sophie caught it before it tumbled to the sand. Quickly, she realized it was another shell and it was occupied by some aquatic creature that had probably been using the larger shell as a home. Before Sophie could even think about the number of stinging and venomous mollusks that inhabited these waters, she felt a painful sting in the center of her palm. With a frustrated shriek she yeeted both shells into the water and grabbed her now throbbing hand.

3: Almost immediately, Sophie felt the venom of whatever had been in that shell coursing through her body. She could feel it's passage up her arm, through her chest, and out to the furthest extent of every extremity. The feeling was unlike anything she had experienced before, and as her body began to shake she dropped onto her hands and knees, the pain throbbing through her. Sophie was terrified; she knew some of the venomous mollusks in the area could kill a person before a dive boat could make it back to shore. Sophie wondered how far she could make it before she collapsed. Would someone help her? Would Dave come looking for her if she didn't make it to the shop?

Sophie felt the inside of her body quivering, her stomach muscles contracting on nothing, and prepared herself for the end. Suddenly, however, the pain abated and Sophie found herself bathed in a warmth that fluttered across her skin and then delved deep into her muscles. She calmed a bit, until the warmth returned and it felt as if her skin was crawling with ants.

4: The warmth flowing across Sophie's body changed and she felt a pressure, pressing out in all directions. It was not painful, but it was scary, and Sophie felt her heart racing. Sophie's hips began to wide, pressing outward against the thin straps of her bikini bottoms. Behind her, her ass filled out considerably and she felt the fabric of her suit pulling taught. As Sophie gasped at the incredible sensations, she felt her breasts begin to swell outward as well. "WTF?" she thought, looking down at them as they pressed outward, her normal A cups swelling to B's or even C's before her eyes, the warm flesh filling her bikini top in a way she had always longed for.

5: Sophie struggled not to cry out as the changes in her body continued. Her bikini bottoms drew tight against her body in all places, and she could feel it rubbing lewdly in places Sophie wasn't used to. The ties on the side of her bottoms dug into her growing hips and she felt the rough fabric digging into her newly yielding flesh. Her breasts continued to press outward and Sophie reached up to grip her head, hoping to find some way back to normalcy. As she did so, she saw a lock of golden hair fall past her eyes. Sophie gasped, grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it in front of her face. She was stunned to see wavy, golden blonde hair in place of her normal sun-lightened brunette. A quick tug confirmed this was somehow her hair, and Sophie quickly swept it back behind her, gripping her head again and trying to slow her breathing. Each breath sent her heaving breasts pressing forward and stretching her feeble top further. She looked down to find heaving C cups stretching out her suit, and the warm breeze told her the top was no longer covering the bottom of her breasts. She had never filled out a top before, and could not believe the wonderful sensations her growing breasts were sending her. The fabric slid over them with each breath, sending electric tingles through her growing body and flooding her mind with thoughts and feelings she could not understand.

6: The heat in Sophie's body ebbed, and she felt her head clear slightly. She looked around to take stock of herself and was stunned by the body looking back at her. She had wide hips and a full ass that pulled her bikini bottom tight against her body. Her thighs had thickened and filled out with muscle, reminding Sophie of the soccer player girls in her high school who always wore short shorts to show off their strong quads. Though athletic, Sophie had never carried much muscle on her body and marveled at the sight of her new legs. Her stomach remained toned and flat, but her broad hips accentuated her tiny waist. Stunned, Sophie brought a hand up to cup one of her breasts. She couldn't believe the weight of it as it filled her hand. She could feel its expanse spilling from the bottom and sides of her tiny bikini top, as well as the weight of the straps pulling down on her neck. She took a deep breath and watched as her breasts ("Tits..." she thought) rose and fell. She heard the fabric of her top stretch as she breathed. A thought, unbidden, popped into Sophie's mind: "I'll bet Dave would notice me now."

7: As soon as the thought of Dave popped into Sophie's mind, she felt heat return to her body. It flashed over her, and then centered on her legs. As Sophie watched, azure scales flowed over the skin on her legs, spreading downward from her waist all the way to her ankles. Fear shot through Sophie again as she wondered where this would lead. She felt her legs continue to change, and felt them slowly draw together. Frantically, Sophie tried to pull her legs apart, but found that her hips would not move in that direction any longer. The scales on her legs continued to spread, and Sophie's legs began pressing together, at first gently, but then harder and harder.

8: As Sophie's legs continued to press together, she felt the sensations begin to change. From the top down, Sophie felt her legs begin to fuse. It felt to Sophie like what happens when two water drops meet; at first the water tension keeps them apart, two separate entities. Then, suddenly as the surface tension is broken, the drops merge quickly and fully into one large droplet. So too did Sophie's legs merge, pressing quickly together at the top and then flowing downward along the inside of her thighs, her knees, calves, and finally her feet. Sophie groaned as her bikini bottom snapped free under the pressure of her fusing legs, and marveled at the process.

Sophie watched uneasily as her legs transformed beneath her, feeling the warm sand slide against the smooth scales on her ass, and watching the transformation move down to her feet. On her chest, Sophie's breasts continued to swell outward, stretching her bikini top further. Sophie gasped as her top bit into her shoulders and the sides of her swelling breasts, pulling tight and trying to contain the mass of growing flesh.

9: Sophie watched transfixed as her transformation continued. Her strong legs were now completely fused together and she felt her feet stretching out into a fin. She shifted her weight and enjoyed the sensation of her scaled body rubbing against the ground beneath her. The sensations began to feel pleasurable, and Sophie felt a different kind of heat beginning in her body. Her breasts continued swelling and Sophie felt giddy as they passed D, then DD, and worked their way into E cup range. They hung plumply from her chest and Sophie welcomed their weight pulling her forward. She was no longer terrified, but elated by the changes her body was undergoing. She felt beautiful, powerful, and sexy. She flexed her new tail underneath her and felt the muscles ripple pleasantly underneath her scaled skin. The sun felt warm on her body, "Really warm..." she thought, and she leaned back on her hands to breathe and assess what had happened to her.

10: Sophie's break was short. The heat in her body, real heat now, slowly grew to be unbearable. Her breasts continued to swell and grow, and Sophie could feel them stretching her top to its absolute limit. Everywhere she looked, the flesh of her huge breasts was spilling out of her top. The straps on the side of her top bit deeply into the soft flesh of her breasts and the thin straps threatened to snap at any moment. Sophie tried not to breathe too deeply, despite the heat, for fear of ripping her top completely and unleashing her now F or G cup tits.

Sophie felt a droplet of sweat begin on her upper chest and then slowly, gracefully, trace its way down the curvature of the top of her colossal breasts, before dropping precipitously into her gaping cleavage. She felt the droplet fall from her breasts, untouched until it hit the base of her navel and continued its way southward along her body to her tail. The heat had become unbearable, and Sophie lifted a hand to shield herself from the sun. She felt parched, not thirsty, but dry in a way she had never felt before. The breeze off the waters behind her had never felt so good, and Sophie realized she absolutely longed for the water. She turned, wriggling her tail under her and began inching her body to the water. She felt slow, ungraceful, and unnaturally heavy. She had never felt so out of her element as she now felt, though the smooth surface of her scaled tail allowed her to slide with a bit of speed toward the water's edge.

11: Sweet relief coursed through Sophie's body as the first waves washed over her hands. She frantically dragged herself deeper, plunging her face and upper body into the water. The cool salt water washed away the unbearable heat and Sophie drover herself deeper and deeper, leaving the beach far behind her. Her powerful tail propelled her through the water quickly, and Sophie twirled with a grace she had never known. The world around her felt like home, and as she became more comfortable she found herself flashing through the water with incredible speed. She pumped her tail quickly and felt as if she were flying. She marveled at how long she could hold her breath, no feeling of hollowness or that powerful need to draw a breath that one feels when freediving. No, Sophie thought, this was real freedom underwater. Unencumbered by scuba tanks, a mask, or clunky fins. She felt the water move over her tail fin, and she felt how she could flex her fin to shape the water how she wanted. She moved with complete freedom and confidence.

Sophie soon found herself at a familiar reef. Most dive shops in this area had a reef near their operation, and most called theirs a "house reef". Sophie was at Expanded Horizons' house reef, surprised to see how much more she noticed than in her dive trips here. She didn't feel like a visitor to the reef, and she noticed the fish, crustaceans, and reef life did not shy away from her presence like they had her entire life diving here. They carried on about their business, no more bothered by her presence than that of the parrot fish that swam swiftly by. Sophie swam down to peer into a reef crevice and felt her bikini top bite painfully into her shoulders. She twisted, angrily, and tried to adjust it more comfortably. As she moved she was painfully aware of the tightness of the straps across her back and shoulders, how the sides bit into her massive breasts, how her flesh was contained, pulled, stuffed into an unnatural container. In this free environment her bikini top became a hindrance, an unnatural intruder affecting this perfect world.

12: Sophie angrily untied the bikini straps across her back and neck, and ripped the unwieldy garment from her body. Sophie gasped with pleasure as the feeling of the cool water flowing over and around her luscious breasts assaulted her senses. She felt them float free in the water, their weight apparently only in the inertia of their movement; the water making them feel intoxicatingly weightless otherwise. Sophie hung in the cool water, pressing her eyes tightly shut, and taking in the sensations around her. She could hear the movements of the citizens of the reef, the clicks of the parrotfish chewing on the coral, the swish of tails flitting around in fear or excitement, and the sound of a slick moray brushing against the reef as he slid out of his home in search of food. Sophie felt at home here. She was in her element. She was one with the ocean and its inhabitants.

13: As Sophie floated along the reef and marveling in her new life, she heard a very familiar sound. Bubbles rose to the surface in the depths on the other side of the reef. "Divers!" she thought, "Expanded Horizons! DAVE!" she realized, her heart beginning to pick up its pace. Though not part of this world as she now was, Sophie felt that divers were like-minded individuals. By and large the came to observe, to visit respectfully, and to enjoy the beauty of the world Sophie now called home. She swam forward toward the sound, watching the groups of bubbles rise just on the other side of the reef. Suddenly, she stopped, a pang of fear leaping into her heart, and she hid briefly behind a coral head. She peered out at the unaware divers and watched the move slowly ("Clumsily." she thought) along the reef. What would they do if they saw her? She couldn't go out there like this, in this body! she thought, and paused again, sinking back and out of view. She couldn't join them anymore, they were from different worlds. She listened as the sound of their breathing receded into the distance, and Sophie knew they were returning to the boat. The would soon board, pack up, and head to the next dive site for the day. Sophie knew she could find them whenever she wanted, but she also knew the moment had passed. She had chosen to remain hidden, and revealing herself in the future would be even harder. This was goodbye, she thought.

Suddenly, Sophie heard breathing again. Bubbles rising, getting closer to the reef. She swam back up and peeked between the fronds of a fan coral at the area where the divers had been. It was a single diver, swimming a small search pattern over the white sand next to the reef. The diver turned to search in another direction and Sophie saw his fins; orange on one foot and white on the other. DAVE!! Her heart leapt with butterflys at the recognition. He always wore bright colored and mis-matched fins so he was easy to identify and follow underwater. Kept the tourists from getting lost as often, Sophie thought, chuckling to herself. Sophie gripped the reef and almost launched herself from her hiding spot. She paused, fear creeping into her thoughts again. Could Dave understand? Could he even recognize her like this? Sophie's heart sank. How could she reveal herself to even Dave like this? Her heart breaking, she thought of all the times she had looked at his strong jaw and handsome face and wished she could be with him. Wished she could be the object of his attention. He had loved the ocean like she had, a deeply passionate man with an understanding and appreciation for the world around him. The only thing he loved more than diving was chasing blonde bimbos with big...

Sophie jerked her head upright, her melancholy vaporizing instantly. Big tits!! Dave loved nothing more than blonde bimbos with big tits! She looked down at herself, the dappled sun from above dancing across her massive tits. Around her, her blonde hair floated dreamily in the warm water. She flicked her tail and felt the power and strength in her muscles, felt her toned stomach tighten as her body moved gracefully against the water. Sophie grinned, flicked her tail again and soared gracefully over the reef toward her unsuspecting Dave...

Anyone can draw, but you have to want it enough to practice it.

Check workflow in https://e-hentai.org/g/2554008/7cd7229f2d/

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Great story and much improved graphics! Good job! Would also like to have graphics added to the ending of the story after "chapter" 13 with wide angle shots of Sophie around the reefs.

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I tried real hard to do a final shot of her meeting a diver underwater, but oof…that was beyond my ability to write a prompt. It came out looking super weird no matter what I tried. I didn’t want to end on a crappy image. But wide angle maybe I could figure out. I’ll add it later if I can get it done.

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Why does AI stuff always have the same art style? I thought you could train it to mimic *any* art style. I keep seeing the same hyper-realistic almost-manga airbrushed art style over and over.

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@golfslave it's the bias of stable diffusion. it's trained indiscriminately on photography, manga, and super-popular hyper-rendered digital art so it's a steep uphill battle against this harsh white lighting, semi-real semi-anime style and that's why everything looks like its made by the same artist lol

dall-e and midjourney had their own tells too, although i haven't been overexposed to them as much recently so I'm not sure how they've developed tbh

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Would you mind sharing an example of one of your prompts? Or a rough structure that you’d use to get results like this? I feel like no matter what I input, I end up with some eldritch horror.

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Are you the same Tetsumi that used to write transformation stories on FurAffinity?

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@spacemedafighterx Sure am! There’s a few new stories on there. FA doesn’t allow AI “art” so I’ve been posting this stuff on DeviantArt. Conversely, DA doesn’t allow explicit content, so the pictures have to be a bit vanilla, and I can’t post stories there (unless they’re behind a paywall).

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You should learn some basic Photoshop skills so you can add characters made in stable diffusion (there's also an automatic1111 extension for Photoshop). It makes it a lot easier to either render the second+ character separately and then adding them into the first image via Photoshop or using the unpainting tool as well. You should also look into various Loras or merge some checkpoints on your own to get different art styles.

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@unstablefantasy Thanks for the advice, and I’ll look into just that. It’s becoming more apparent to me that I’ll have to learn photoshop to at least correct some minor things in images. I often get something that 95% there, but there’s a wonky foot or something that ruins an otherwise good image. Some of these images have flaws too, of course. I think I can at least add a second character with the skills I’ve got now, with a generic background. As for the Loras and checkpoints, I’m not running any of this locally, I’m using a web app, and it’s somewhat limited in the models and some of the options. Loras and checkpoints are a bit beyond me at the moment unless I upgrade my hardware to run all this properly.

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@frizzancevo

What sort of eldritch horrors are you making?
I ask because generally speaking there's three ways of getting less eldritch horror and more good picture, and they are different. One is improving prompts, as well as learning about quality prompts, prompt emphesis and prompt weight. Fixing this just generally improves your accuracy on getting what you want, but will also improve your quality. Two is learning how to use your negative prompts to prevent poor results. Fixing this is a massive quality boost, and tends to be the one people starting with need. Third is if you are getting weird distorted images with multiple torsoes and heads sprouting. This is a very specific fix, partially dealt with by learning your negative prompts, but usually caused (and fixed) by not going too 'tall' on an image. If you are seeing most of the eldritch horror in the middle of the image, this is happening to you. The solution is simple - make your image smaller, closer to 512 x 512 (though 512 x 768 is fine), and it will usually resolve yourself.

So if you are getting the third type, modify your canvas size. If you are getting the second type, then you need to read up on negative prompts.

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I left you a message on the last gallery you had about some of this. Also note, depending on the tools of the engine you are using, some AI generators will let you edit your image - effectively, keeping parts of what is there, but remaking parts that didn't work. There's some imformation on the other post about that.

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Why spend time pretending to be an artist...? Instead of actually doing it? I strongly feel this "activity" is offensive to life itself. This AI shit is not a human expression. This is a disease of the mind.

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