Good point!
We should feed an AI a lot of these books where a woman looks at her once perky breasts hanging in shame, not knowing she's still fuckable, etc., and feels her sex organs weirdly coming to life like in this post, then see if the result can manage to be any worse than the original material.
I tend to read a wide variety of stuff and I've found this weird ass trope to be strangely common in bad and forgettable thrillers, which I used to devour a few years ago (it's generally one of the detectives), and I've seen it more rarely in slice of life-feel good books (I just read this when I have nothing else so maybe my data's unsufficient). I don't recall seeing it in other categories of fiction (and also obviously not in nonfiction).
We should feed an AI a lot of these books where a woman looks at her once perky breasts hanging in shame, not knowing she's still fuckable, etc., and feels her sex organs weirdly coming to life like in this post, then see if the result can manage to be any worse than the original material.