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Arte IA "The reason why Ankha didn't attend Panda Con (Chapter 2)" con descripción del usuario "— This is a continuation of @gildenstein's previous post 'As you wish 😁' —

After finishing her lapdance for @octavian and thoroughly enjoying herself with @bad77’s wife Annie, Akiko suddenly perked up, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Hey, do you guys mind if I invite another friend?" she asked.
"Of course not!" @parda replied.
"The more the merrier!" @ririfake added with a grin.
"But she has to wear a panda-themed outfit like the rest of us!" @peterco insisted.
Akiko giggled. "Oh, that won’t be a problem. She loves dressing up."

She flopped onto a couch, pulled out her phone, and dialed. It rang for a while before a soft, sleepy voice finally answered.

"Hello? Akiko…? Do you have any idea what time it is? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"
"Oops! Sorry, Ankha!" Akiko said sweetly. "I didn’t realize it was already past midnight. But I have a really good reason, I promise! There’s this amazing party happening right now at the old abandoned factory near your place. It started as some convention by @warmicestudios, but things got wild and now it’s turned into a full-blown bash!"
Ankha yawned. "Okay… and what makes this party so special?"
In the background, someone shouted, "Don’t forget the costume!"
Ankha’s tone shifted, now slightly more awake. "Was that Peterco? What costume? What kind of party is this?"
Akiko laughed. "That’s the best part! Everyone’s wearing cute or sexy panda outfits. It started as a panda convention, so the dress code is mandatory."
"Pandas…?" Ankha’s voice brightened instantly. "You mean those adorable little bears? Aww, I love pandas! I think I still have that panda hoodie somewhere… Hold on, I’m putting you on speaker so I can look for it."

Ankha set her phone down on the bed and began digging through her wardrobe. As she searched, her imagination started to wander.
At first, she pictured herself in the cozy panda hoodie, smiling shyly. Then the image shifted—she was wearing a cute panda-themed bikini, splashing and playing with fluffy pandas by the water. The thought made her hum happily.
But the images kept changing.
Soon she saw herself in revealing panda lingerie, confidently dancing on a stripper pole while the party cheered her on. A thrill ran through her.

Then the pandas in her mind began to look… wrong. Twisted. Unnatural.
Suddenly, the face of the horrible bear from her nightmare a few nights ago flashed before her eyes. The images turned dark. She was no longer at a party—she was back in that filthy basement. The ugly men. Their rough hands. The endless, degrading acts. The thick loads of cum she was forced to swallow. The way they left her broken and leaking on the cold floor.

Ankha froze, her breathing shaky.
"N-no… That was just a dream," she whispered. "It wasn’t real… That bear wasn’t real—"
A blood-curdling scream tore from her throat.
"NOOOOOOO~!!!"

Akiko nearly dropped her phone. "Ankha?! What happened?! Are you okay?!"
Sobbing came through the speaker, raw and broken.
"No… Everything is not okay," Ankha cried. "It’s all because of that stupid bear… I’m sorry, Akiko. I can’t come. I’m not in the mood anymore."
More heart-wrenching sobs echoed before the call abruptly ended.

Akiko stared at her phone, stunned.
Peterco tilted his head. "So? Is she coming? You told her about the panda costume, right?"
Akiko shook her head slowly. "No… She started talking about some ‘stupid bear’ and then just… hung up."
@blackhairedstudent let out a quiet, eerie chuckle. "Kukukukuu~… I wonder what that was about."
Peterco shrugged. "Her loss! Come on, let’s get this party going again! I challenge everyone to a 1-on-1 bamboo sword battle!"
@barry915 laughed. "You’re on! I could beat you with my eyes closed. Annie, mind being my blindfold?"

And so the party raged on for many more hours, filled with laughter, chaos, and panda-themed debauchery.
But not for Ankha.
She stayed curled up in her dark bedroom, sobbing quietly until exhaustion finally pulled her back into an uneasy sleep.

— The end? 🐼 —"

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Comentarios (11)

hace 4 meses

Man what a laugh i had hahaahaahhaahha the panda slowly turning into monokuma

hace 4 meses

I'm in love with a set..

hace 4 meses

😈: damn now I feel bad for poor Ankha 😞… Would have been nice to get to know her at the party.

hace 4 meses

Great set 🏆😍

OPhace 4 meses

A big thank you to @gildenstein for allowing me to use Akiko for my post! Thank you so much, you truly are the best! 😘

hace 4 meses

@narukamikun look at this haha i told you he is amazing

hace 4 meses

@terror2, You're becoming quite good at multiverse storytelling!

hace 4 meses

This is an epic story! 😍

hace 4 meses

I have to say it again great post my friend 😘 you mixed so much emotions it. I'm glad to be a part of it 😁

terror2

hace 121d

The reason why Ankha didn't attend Panda Con (Chapter 2)

— This is a continuation of @gildenstein's previous post 'As you wish 😁' — After finishing her lapdance for @octavian and thoroughly enjoying herself with @bad77’s wife Annie, Akiko suddenly perked up, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Hey, do you guys mind if I invite another friend?" she asked. "Of course not!" @parda replied. "The more the merrier!" @ririfake added with a grin. "But she has to wear a panda-themed outfit like the rest of us!" @peterco insisted. Akiko giggled. "Oh, that won’t be a problem. She loves dressing up." She flopped onto a couch, pulled out her phone, and dialed. It rang for a while before a soft, sleepy voice finally answered. "Hello? Akiko…? Do you have any idea what time it is? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?" "Oops! Sorry, Ankha!" Akiko said sweetly. "I didn’t realize it was already past midnight. But I have a really good reason, I promise! There’s this amazing party happening right now at the old abandoned factory near your place. It started as some convention by @warmicestudios, but things got wild and now it’s turned into a full-blown bash!" Ankha yawned. "Okay… and what makes this party so special?" In the background, someone shouted, "Don’t forget the costume!" Ankha’s tone shifted, now slightly more awake. "Was that Peterco? What costume? What kind of party is this?" Akiko laughed. "That’s the best part! Everyone’s wearing cute or sexy panda outfits. It started as a panda convention, so the dress code is mandatory." "Pandas…?" Ankha’s voice brightened instantly. "You mean those adorable little bears? Aww, I love pandas! I think I still have that panda hoodie somewhere… Hold on, I’m putting you on speaker so I can look for it." Ankha set her phone down on the bed and began digging through her wardrobe. As she searched, her imagination started to wander. At first, she pictured herself in the cozy panda hoodie, smiling shyly. Then the image shifted—she was wearing a cute panda-themed bikini, splashing and playing with fluffy pandas by the water. The thought made her hum happily. But the images kept changing. Soon she saw herself in revealing panda lingerie, confidently dancing on a stripper pole while the party cheered her on. A thrill ran through her. Then the pandas in her mind began to look… wrong. Twisted. Unnatural. Suddenly, the face of the horrible bear from her nightmare a few nights ago flashed before her eyes. The images turned dark. She was no longer at a party—she was back in that filthy basement. The ugly men. Their rough hands. The endless, degrading acts. The thick loads of cum she was forced to swallow. The way they left her broken and leaking on the cold floor. Ankha froze, her breathing shaky. "N-no… That was just a dream," she whispered. "It wasn’t real… That bear wasn’t real—" A blood-curdling scream tore from her throat. "NOOOOOOO~!!!" Akiko nearly dropped her phone. "Ankha?! What happened?! Are you okay?!" Sobbing came through the speaker, raw and broken. "No… Everything is not okay," Ankha cried. "It’s all because of that stupid bear… I’m sorry, Akiko. I can’t come. I’m not in the mood anymore." More heart-wrenching sobs echoed before the call abruptly ended. Akiko stared at her phone, stunned. Peterco tilted his head. "So? Is she coming? You told her about the panda costume, right?" Akiko shook her head slowly. "No… She started talking about some ‘stupid bear’ and then just… hung up." @blackhairedstudent let out a quiet, eerie chuckle. "Kukukukuu~… I wonder what that was about." Peterco shrugged. "Her loss! Come on, let’s get this party going again! I challenge everyone to a 1-on-1 bamboo sword battle!" @barry915 laughed. "You’re on! I could beat you with my eyes closed. Annie, mind being my blindfold?" And so the party raged on for many more hours, filled with laughter, chaos, and panda-themed debauchery. But not for Ankha. She stayed curled up in her dark bedroom, sobbing quietly until exhaustion finally pulled her back into an uneasy sleep. — The end? 🐼 —