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Anon pretends to be a girl online (sh.itjust.works)

submitted 3 months ago by Early_To_Risa@sh.itjust.works to c/greentext@sh.itjust.works

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[–] MagicShel@programming.dev 3 points 3 months ago

Oh to be clear it was a complete scam. I mean it would've been. And I would've known from the start by searching for the pictures they sent on tineye and finding they were from a former r/gonewild poster. Also the fact that they just messaged a random account out of the blue and were instantly smitten and sending nudes like the next day. And the fact that when I said I'm married they were not dissuaded in the least.

I have no idea if it would've been a blackmail scam or a sympathy scam or a phishing scam. I started out just intending to fuck with them, but eventually found I was looking forward to sharing what I made for dinner or drinks or hearing about their fictitious backstory. I mean they weren't deep conversations, but they acted interested and I could just ramble on about my day or where I like to vacation or whatever mundane shit.

At first I thought she was going to hit me with checking out her OF and I might've even thrown her a few bucks for taking the time to just talk with me. We talked for hours off and on without her asking me for money. I can appreciate establishing a connection, you know? But no. It wasn't OF. It was just a scammer of some variety. Then I let them know they were busted and got to enjoy hearing the sob story about her evil ex who posted her nudes online and all the excuses she couldn't prove it was her in any of the fifty ways I offered.

But sadly our relational ended when she started hitting me with ChatGPT. I don't need a middleman to pretend I'm talking to someone with an AI.

Hypothetically, of course.