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AI art 'Tribute to Warmice: 2k' with user description 'Agent Naomi (Pearl) is really happy on this achievement! We are celebrating the 2k for Warmice! The best storyteller of whole BetterWaifu. Keep rocking it!'
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Tribute to Warmice: 2k

cef_ultra
AI art "Paizuri : Minimum equipment required."
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Paizuri : Minimum equipment required.

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AI art 'Magazine cover: Naomi' with user description 'The sun is rising ☀️'
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Magazine cover: Naomi

cef_ultra
AI art 'Naomi stole Agent's Pearl underwear!' with user description 'Oh no, it looks like Naomi stole the famous peral thong from Agent Pearl! Run and tell Warmice!'

Naomi stole Agent's Pearl underwear!

cef_ultra
AI art "Frieren 3B"
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Frieren 3B

gealdaydreamer
AI art '⭕ Ring' with user description 'Once, there was a horror movie, Ring, remake of Japanese horror...'
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⭕ Ring

peterco
AI art 'Introducing Shade: Rock, Leather & Dust' with user description 'Stage is her home and the microphone is her weapon. Officially introducing Shade, our ultimate rockstar frontwoman. 🤘✨ Leather pants, a cowboy hat, and an attitude that never takes 'no' for an answer. This character is a tribute inspired by a character I saw navigating in social media, designed for those who love danger and great music. Shade isn't here to ask for permission; she’s here to give you the show of a lifetime. Welcome the new queen of the stage!'
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Introducing Shade: Rock, Leather & Dust

cef_ultra
AI art "Scorpion girl playing with you"
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Scorpion girl playing with you

zesoul
AI art 'Yor A night To Remember 2' with user description 'The room was subterranean, a concrete box that smelled of damp earth and cold iron. Yor was strapped into a chair, her wrists bound with reinforced steel cables that bit into her skin. Across from her, a man in a clinical white suit adjusted the needles of a polygraph machine, its sensors taped to Yor’s temples and chest. In the corner, a monitor flickered to life, showing a live feed of Anya sleeping in her bed at the Forger apartment. A masked operative stood over the child, a silenced pistol aimed at her head. "The rules are simple, Thorn Princess," the interrogator whispered, his voice smooth and devoid of empathy. "Tell me your most cherished memory. The one that makes your heart race, the one that defines you. If the needle jumps—if you lie for even a second to preserve your 'dignity'—my man pulls the trigger. Start talking." Yor looked at the screen, her pupils trembling. Her usual mask of polite reserve shattered. To save Anya, she had to peel back the layers of her life and reveal the raw, shameful truth she had buried beneath her role as a mother and a clerk. "It was... years ago," Yor began, her voice steady but hollow. "I received an invitation to a kindergarten reunion. I thought it was a chance to reconnect with my past. I went to a private residence, expecting a party, but I had forgotten a crucial detail about my childhood. I was the only girl in my class that year." The interrogator leaned in, watching the flat line of the polygraph. "Continue." "There were thirteen of them," Yor said, her eyes fixed on the image of Anya. "Thirteen men I used to play with as children. They didn't want to talk about the past. They told me that as the only girl, I was responsible for the happiness of the entire group. They were persuasive, circling me, telling me that after all my years of solitude and 'work,' I deserved to be completely possessed. And for the first time in my life... I wanted to be. I wanted to be used until there was nothing left of me." She took a breath, the needle remaining perfectly still. She was telling the truth. "I accepted. I let them strip me in the center of that room. For the entire night, I wasn't an assassin or a sister. I was a vessel. They treated my body like a public resource. At any given moment, I was being filled by three or four of them at once. I remember the weight of them, the relentless, heavy-caliber rhythm that stretched my anatomy beyond its limits. They weren't gentle; they were frantic, reclaiming the 'princess' they had lost." Yor’s face flushed, not with shame, but with the vivid, carnal memory of the sensation. "The night became a blur of white heat. They covered every inch of me. They were so thorough and so numerous that they didn't just stay with the usual places. They doused my face, my hair... I remember the smell of it on my nose, the stinging in my eyes as they took turns blinding me with their release. It was so much—the volume was so extreme—that I actually retched. I vomited back the sheer amount of 'friendship' they had forced down my throat, only for them to laugh and continue from behind while I was still choking on the floor." The polygraph stayed flat. The machine confirmed her darkest secret: the most cherished memory of the Thorn Princess was being utterly destroyed and communalized by thirteen men in a single night. "I have never felt so full," Yor whispered, a tear tracing a path through the grime on her cheek. "I felt seen. I felt occupied. I felt like I finally belonged to something larger than myself. That night of total, messy surrender is the only thing that feels real when the world gets too quiet." The interrogator stared at the machine, then at Yor, a look of genuine disgust crossing his face. He signaled to the man on the monitor. The operative lowered the gun and stepped away from Anya’s bed. "You really are a monster, aren't you?" the man remarked, turning off the polygraph. "No," Yor replied, her eyes returning to the cold, lethal sharpness of an assassin. "I'm just a woman who loves her family. And now that I’ve told you the truth... you’re going to find out what happens to people who threaten my daughter."'
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Yor A night To Remember 2

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Naomi: the lingerie model' with user description 'Meet Naomi, the newest addition to the roster and a woman who views the camera as a mirror for her own ambition. Naomi doesn’t just step into a set; she takes ownership of it. As a professional model, she understands that every angle and every shadow is a tool to build her legacy. What she seeks through these images is a controlled intimacy. She invites you to look, but she dictates exactly what you see. Naomi uses her gaze to establish a boundary—reminding the world that while she may be the center of the frame, she is the one who holds all the power. These photos are her way of proving that sophistication is her natural state, and she isn't giving it up for anyone. What do you think?'
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Naomi: the lingerie model

cef_ultra
AI art "Office lady comparisons"
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Office lady comparisons

salazar01
AI art 'Pillow Princesses 4 (Fire Emblem)' with user description 'Enjoy the lovely ladies of bond and blade.'
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Pillow Princesses 4 (Fire Emblem)

usagi77
AI art 'Monster Girl Mating' with user description '💕'
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Monster Girl Mating

usagi77
AI art "Itsuki"
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Itsuki

sonoshee
AI art 'Huffy bath time' with user description 'Anara isn't very happy with you. You both get in the bath. She says neither of you can smell of sex when meeting each other's parents. 'But she's so cute in the bath though!' you think, as a little friend pops out to play. "...We're already in the bath, so it's fine." And Anara agrees to some bath play.'
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Huffy bath time

zesoul
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Sin título

ririfake
AI art 'Danganronpa v3' with user description 'My next work will be with the danganronpa v3 girls. ❤️'
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Danganronpa v3

blackhairedstudent
AI art "[Story] Ice Cold Goth Melts"
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[Story] Ice Cold Goth Melts

dreamerofdreams
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Sin título

ririfake
AI art "Swallowing cum"
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Swallowing cum

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