Artificial intelligence, or AI, is changing and shaping the future of just about every industry. Terrifying, yes. But horny?… maybe. We gave an AI writing system the prompt, “write a 400 word erotic fiction story”. Ten times, in fact.
While every story generated was uninspiringly heterosexual and penis-in-vagina-centric, we have to concede - they were not quite the worst erotic fiction stories we have read, nor the least cohesive. Have a read for yourself - would you have been able to tell it wasn’t written by a person? I don’t know if we would.
As the sun set over the city, Emma walked into her apartment, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had been anticipating this moment all day and now that it was finally here, she could barely contain herself.
She slipped off her shoes and walked into the living room, where she found her lover, Alex, lying on the couch, his eyes closed and a smirk on his face.
"You're finally here," he said, opening his eyes and looking at her. "I was starting to get lonely."
Emma smiled and walked over to him, running her hands over his chest. "I'm here now," she said, leaning down to kiss him.
As their lips met, Alex's hands found her hips and he pulled her down on top of him, their bodies pressing together in a passionate embrace. Emma could feel his desire growing and she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement.
"I want you," Alex whispered in her ear. "I want you so badly."
Emma didn't need any more encouragement. She stood up and started to undress, her fingers deftly unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off her shoulders. Alex watched hungrily as she revealed her toned body, his eyes dark with lust.
When she was naked, Emma crawled onto the couch and straddled Alex, her eyes locked on his as she leaned down to kiss him again. Their tongues tangled together and Emma could feel the heat between them growing.
Alex's hands roamed over her body, his fingers leaving a trail of fire wherever they touched. Emma moaned softly, her own hands exploring his chest and abs, feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin.
Suddenly, Alex flipped her onto her back and climbed on top of her, his body pressing against hers. Emma could feel his hardness against her and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer.
"I want you inside me," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Alex didn't need any more encouragement. He reached down and guided himself into her, his eyes locked on hers as he began to move.
Emma gasped as he filled her, her body trembling with pleasure. She clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he thrust into her over and over again.
The two of them moved together, their bodies perfectly in sync as they chased their shared ecstasy. Emma could feel her orgasm building, her breath coming in short gasps as Alex drove her higher and higher.
Finally, with a cry of pleasure, Emma reached the peak and she felt herself shatter into a million pieces, her body shaking with the force of her release.
As the waves of pleasure subsided, Emma and Alex lay together, their bodies tangled and their hearts beating as one. They had found something special in each other and they both knew that they would never let it go.
All of these scripts were written in about 15 seconds flat. This is one example of how AI can be used in the sex industry, but it barely scratches the surface of what is - and will be possible. On the higher end of technological advancements, we have smart sex toys, deepfake porn, VR porn, even sex robots. Artificial Intelligence is getting scarily intelligent, and it’s only going to continue to understand, learn and mimic human behaviour.
So what does this mean for the sex industry? Same thing it means for every industry. Things are about to change in exciting - and terrifying ways.
