THE BLUE PILL OR THE RED ONEWe’ve got photos. Girls in nightclubs. Showing skin. Flashing their tits or stripping down completely. Sexy, gorgeous, perfect girls — the kind that make you blurt out, “Damn, she’s hot.”
And nope, they’re not real. They’re AI-generated.
But here’s the real question: do you want to know they’re fake?
Because the second you find out, something shifts. That image that was turning you on ten seconds ago suddenly loses its punch. Loses its power. She's no longer a girl — she's a “creation.” And for some people, that’s enough to ruin it. To kill the vibe.
And that’s when the real question hits:
Which pill would you choose?
The harsh, messed-up truth… or the sweet, hot lie?
We all say we prefer the truth. Nobody wants to be fooled, right?
But think back to The Matrix.
The truth meant a world in ruins, living underground, no sunlight, eating sludge and running from killer machines.
The lie? That was a life of sunshine, steaks, wine, women.
Everything was fake — but damn, it felt real, and it felt good.
So, tell me: if you’re looking at a stunning woman, perfectly unreal, and you can’t tell if she’s human or AI…
Do you need to know?
Or are you cool with just letting the image do its thing and enjoying the ride?
Because some truths will kill the mood,
And some lies will get you off.
And sometimes, ignorance isn’t just bliss — it’s a damn good fuck.
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Virginia Madsen in Class (1983)