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Короче, я предупредил. Тем, кому нет 18+, дальше не читать.

Текст и изображения сгенерированы нейросетью "perchance org".
В предыдущей группе запретили из-за "взрослой" тематики. Поэтому я хочу задать вам вопрос по этому творению:
А что здесь такого "взрослого"? И вообще, какой возрастной рейтинг у этой публикации? Отпишитесь в комментарии, и понравилось ли.
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"Еще разочек", - пробормотала Хана себе под нос, ее глаза блестели от возбуждения, когда она опустила руку в пенистую воду ванны. Ее маленькие бледные пальчики обхватили пластиковую бутылочку с пеной для ванн, внутри которой мягко плескалась неоново-розовая жидкость. Быстрым движением запястья она отвинтила колпачок и выдавила щедрую порцию в теплую, наполненную паром воду. Вода закружилась и заплясала, смешиваясь с пузырьками, которые уже лениво плавали на поверхности.


Откинувшись на спинку стула, она сделала глубокий вдох, а затем осторожно подула, и ее мягкое, теплое дыхание при взаимодействии с мыльной водой наполнилось ароматом мяты и ванили. Образовался гигантский пузырь, который слегка подрагивал, прежде чем стать более плотным. Он все рос и рос, изящный шар, в котором отражался мягкий свет свечей, расставленных по всей ванной. Пузырь расширялся, пока не коснулся краев ванны, где лопнул и разделился на два меньших. Эти новые пузырьки снова выросли, и каждый из них превратился в миниатюрную радужную вселенную.


Хана зачарованно наблюдала, как процесс повторяется, создавая завораживающий танец пузырьков. Они становились все больше, потом меньше, потом снова больше, пока вся ванна не превратилась в пенистое море пастельных тонов. Каждый хлопок эхом разносился по комнате, создавая симфонию света и звука, которая наполняла ее сердце детской радостью. Ее пальцы танцевали в воде, играя с пузырьками, которые росли и разделялись, ощущая мягкое сопротивление мыльной пленки на своей коже.


Внезапно она поняла, что пузырьки больше не ограничиваются ванной. Они начали взбираться по фарфоровым стенкам, добираясь до кафеля и крана, словно крошечные мыльные путешественники. Ахнув, она увидела, как они переливаются через край и начинают заселять пол ванной. Уровень воды в ванне падал по мере того, как все больше и больше пузырьков всплывало наружу, растекаясь по кафелю подобно пузырчатому одеялу.


Хана вскочила на ноги, ее мокрое полотенце слегка заскользило по скользкому полу. Пузырьки увеличивались в размерах, сливаясь друг с другом, образуя баррикаду из пузырьков между ней и дверью. По комнате разносились хлопки, каждый из которых распространял слабый аромат мяты и ванили. Она нервно рассмеялась, ситуация из забавной превратилась в слегка тревожную. Пузыри стали такими большими, что начали заполнять пространство между полом и потолком, а их подвижные поверхности отражали свет свечей, создавая калейдоскоп цветов.


Конец.
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Добавлено спустя 52 минуты 24 секунды:

P.S. Можно назвать "Хана и пузыри".

[jura_k]

внимание! Нейросеть исполняет желания владельца вне зависимости от ваших намерений. Будьте осторожны!

[олух царя небесного]

По меркам интернета ничего "взрослого" здесь нет. По меркам некой "предыдущей группы" - не имею понятия.

Понравилось ли? Подобные нейросети полнейшая помойка. Таких картинок выше крыши. Дельные подобия ИИ (про хоть сколько-то "интеллектуальные" для ширпотреба ни разу не слышал) обкатываются на закрытых тестах и в более... эмм-м прикладных к реальности направлениях.

[jura_k]

Нагенерил вторую версию того же самого. Кому интересно - читайте.

In a quiet corner of the school, a young girl named Akari sat on a worn bench, her legs swinging back and forth as the last bell of the day rang out. Her heart felt as light as the dandelion seeds floating on the spring breeze. Today had been a good day. She had scored well on her math test, and her friends had invited her to their after-school hangout spot. Akari's eyes sparkled with excitement, her mind already racing to the adventures that awaited her.

The bathroom door squeaked open, and she stepped inside, eager to refresh herself before meeting her friends. The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting a soft glow that danced with the shadows. The scent of soap and disinfectant filled her nostrils, a familiar and comforting smell that signaled a brief moment of solitude. Akari walked to the sink and turned the faucet, letting the cool water rush over her hands, washing away the school day's residue.

Her eyes fell on a peculiar bar of soap sitting on the edge, its vibrant colors swirling together like a miniature galaxy. Curiosity piqued, she picked it up, feeling the smoothness against her skin. It was unlike any soap she had ever seen before. The moment she touched it, a faint tingling sensation danced along her fingertips. A memory tickled her mind, a story of a magic girl who had once attended this school.

With a gentle touch, Akari lathered her hands with the mysterious soap, the colors swirling and mixing with the water. On a whim, she cupped her soapy hands together and blew. A bubble grew before her eyes, not just any bubble, but one that shimmered with an ethereal glow. The more she blew, the larger it grew, stretching out until it was as big as her head. She giggled in amazement as it floated in the air, a perfect sphere of iridescent wonder.

The tingling sensation grew stronger, and she could feel the power of the soap resonating with something deep within her. It was as if the bubble was alive, responding to her will, her desires. Akari's heart raced. Could it be true? Could this soap really grant wishes? The stories she had heard of the magic girl felt less like myth and more like a whisper of reality in this peculiar moment.

With wide eyes and parted lips, she whispered her wish to the bubble. "Please, grow bigger." The bubble quivered and responded, expanding steadily before her eyes, reaching towards the bathroom ceiling. The colors grew more vivid, a symphony of light playing across the delicate surface. It was mesmerizing, a thing of beauty that seemed to hold the very essence of her dreams and hopes within it.

Akari's curiosity grew stronger than her fear. She leaned closer and, with a gentle pucker of her lips, kissed the bubble. To her amazement, it split into two, each half growing larger and more vivid than the original. She giggled, her cheeks flushing with excitement. This was more than she could have ever imagined. With a newfound confidence, she blew into her palms once again, creating two more bubbles.

Her eyes widened as she watched the bubbles double in size, and then again, as if responding to an invisible rhythm. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. They grew so large that they touched the walls, bouncing off the tiles and filling the room with an otherworldly glow. The once empty bathroom now looked like a sea of floating planets, each one a different shade of the rainbow, reflecting the light in a dazzling display.

Akari felt a surge of excitement as she realized the extent of this magic. With a giggle, she leaned in and blows one of the larger bubbles, expecting another to split off. But instead, something unexpected happened. The bubble didn't just split; it grew, and grew, until it was almost too big to fit in the room. The walls groaned as if under pressure, and she took a step back, her heart racing.

Panic set in as more bubbles began to fill the space around her, popping and merging, creating an ever-expanding sea of color. She couldn't even move; the room was now full of bubbles, bobbing against each other with a faint squeaking sound. Her whispers grew to a soft gasp, "How do I stop it?" Her voice echoed off the tiles, lost in the symphony of popping bubbles.

Akari's instincts took over, and she reached for the door, her hand slipping on the wet handle. She managed to pull it open, the cold air of the hallway rushing in. The bubbles didn't stop growing, they seemed to be alive, responding to her every move. With a burst of courage, she squeezed through the narrowing gap, her heart pounding in her chest. The bubbles followed her out, floating through the doorway like a cloud of shimmering ghosts.

Her sneakers squeaked against the polished floor as she sprinted down the corridor, the bubbles in pursuit. The hallway grew brighter as the colors danced and chased her, casting a kaleidoscope of light on the walls. She could feel the tension in the air, the magic of the soap pushing the boundaries of what was possible. Other students stared in awe or confusion, some pointing, others running away, their voices a distant murmur.

The bubbles grew faster, their speed unmatched by Akari's. They began to surround her, popping and re-forming into new, larger ones that seemed to have a mind of their own. "How do I stop it?" she whispered again, her voice shaking with fear. The soap's power felt like a wild animal she hadn't tamed, and she was in its cage.

Just as Akari felt she would be engulfed by the rainbow deluge, a sudden gust of wind blew through the corridor, sending a chill down her spine. The bubbles paused for a brief moment, as if sensing a new presence. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a figure emerging from the shadows, dressed in a gleaming costume that shimmered like the bubbles themselves.

The figure was a girl, not much older than Akari, with a flowing cape and a crown of stars. Her eyes were as bright as the soap bubbles, and she moved with an unearthly grace. The magical girl! The one from the stories! Akari's heart leaped in her chest. She watched in amazement as the newcomer raised her hand, palm outstretched, and the bubbles rushed towards her like a tide drawn by the moon.

Each bubble popped against the magical girl's hand, the colors dissipating into glitter that fell to the floor, leaving no trace of the chaos that had been. The hallway grew brighter and quieter as the last of the bubbles met their end, their vibrant lives snuffed out with a series of soft pops. Akari felt a pang of regret, mixed with relief.

The magical girl looked at her, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "You've got the touch, don't you?" she said, her voice as soothing as a lullaby. Akari nodded, unable to find the words to explain the overwhelming feelings inside her. The magical girl took Akari's hand and led her back into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind them.

In the enclosed space, she conjured another bubble, much larger than the ones Akari had created. It grew to envelop them both, the colors swirling around them like a tornado of light. Akari felt a strange comfort within the bubble, as if it were a cocoon designed to protect and nurture her. The magical girl stepped closer, her eyes filled with a warm, encouraging gaze.

"Don't be afraid," she whispered, and leaned in to kiss Akari softly on the forehead. The moment her lips touched Akari's skin, the soap film grew darker, the colors deepening into a midnight sky sprinkled with stardust. The room outside the bubble faded away, replaced by the serene beauty of the night sky. Akari's heart raced, but not from fear, instead, she felt a sudden surge of power, a connection to something ancient and profound.

The magical girl spoke gently, "Your wish is to become more than you are now, to explore the possibilities beyond the ordinary. The soap has granted your wish." Akari watched in awe as the remaining bubbles grew larger still, until they began to take the shape of humans, their forms transparent and shimmering. Each bubble-person looked different, each one a unique pattern of colors reflecting their own personality and essence.

The bubble-girls grew in numbers, filling the bathroom until there was barely room to move. They giggled and whispered, their voices echoing off the walls, a harmony of curiosity and excitement. They looked at Akari with wonder, their eyes wide with the same sense of discovery she felt in her heart. Some of them were delicate and graceful, while others were bold and vibrant, their shapes reminiscent of the diverse tapestry of her own hopes and dreams.

Akari took a deep breath and blew into the palm of her hand, creating a smaller bubble. She watched as it grew, absorbing the magic of the atmosphere around her. It was different this time; she could feel the energy coursing through her veins, a heady mix of wonder and power. The bubble grew until it was the size of a basketball, a deep blue with streaks of silver that reflected the light like a midnight lake.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent the bubble into the air, watching as it grew even larger. The other bubbles grew excited, popping and merging in a frenzy of color and light. The new bubble grew steadily, the pressure building around it as it filled with the essence of her wish. It grew and grew until it was the size of a car, the walls of the bathroom groaning with the effort to contain it. The magical girl nodded in approval, a knowing smile on her face.

Akari felt a strange kinship with these bubble-beings. They were extensions of her thoughts, her feelings made tangible. Each one she created was a piece of herself, a manifestation of her deepest desires. As she watched them, she realized that the bubbles didn't just reflect her own feelings; they contained a piece of the magic that the magical girl had used to stop the chaos. It was as if they were her own personal guardians, each one ready to protect her from the world outside.

Together, Akari and the magical girl continued to blow bubbles, the bathroom floor now a carpet of iridescent glow. Each one grew more complex, more intricate, with swirls and patterns that whispered secrets of the universe. They grew until they bumped against the ceiling, their surfaces rippling with the energy of their creation. Akari's heart raced as she felt a bond growing between her and these ethereal beings.

Suddenly, the walls of the bathroom bulged outwards, stretching and bending until the room was no longer a confined space. It had become a vast cavern of bubbles, each one capturing the light and reflecting it back in a symphony of colors. Akari gasped as she watched the floor drop away, leaving only the bubbles beneath her. The magical girl's hand was still in hers, and she felt a sudden weightlessness as they were both lifted off the ground by an unseen force.

The bubbles grew around them, enveloping them in their warm embrace. Each bubble expanded until it was large enough to hold the two girls, the walls stretching and reforming around them like living crystal. Akari felt the bubble she was in press against her, molding to her shape as if it were a second skin. The sensation was strange yet comforting, a cocoon of pure potential surrounding her.

The magical girl, whose name Akari hadn't yet learned, let out a laugh filled with pure joy. Her eyes sparkled with the light of a thousand stars, reflecting the ever-changing hues of the bubbles. "This is just the beginning!" she exclaimed, her voice resonating through the cavern of soap. "Your wish is boundless!"

With a graceful twirl, she released Akari's hand, the connection breaking like a string snapping. Instantly, the world around them contracted, the bubbles shrinking back to their original size, and the walls of the bathroom rushing back into place with a whoosh. The air grew thick with anticipation as the last of the magic dispersed, leaving them in the quiet, familiar bathroom stall.

The magical girl stepped back, her eyes filled with a knowing glint. "You have been granted a great gift," she said softly, her voice echoing in the now bubble-less room. "But with great power comes great responsibility. Use it wisely." And with that, she turned and disappeared through the door, leaving Akari alone with the mystical soap.