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AI art '1000 Followers - ARE YOU SERIOUS!' with user description 'I actually did it! THANK YOU ALL! I am truly grateful for all the support and love for my work and my characters, especially to Cyndel. Shout out to @peterco, @cef_ultra, @zuzul, @warmicestudios and every single person who commented on my work. Now I wouldn't be me if I didn't make a story out of this so: "They like me, they really like me!" Cyndel took in the adulation of her fans and kissed them. "You deserve this! But the gifts didn't stop there. In recognition of her hard work, the fans finally bought her the car she'd been working for! But does this mean the end of Cyndel's story? "Well, before I was doing it for the ride, but I'm the people's waifu, so I do it for them! This isn't the end of my story - it's just the beginning!" Cheers!'
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1000 Followers - ARE YOU SERIOUS!

octavian
AI art "Trixxie 1/2"
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Trixxie 1/2

zuzul
AI art "Elise's Big Day"
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Elise's Big Day

dreamerofdreams
AI art "[Request] Weekend Getaway with Michelle"
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[Request] Weekend Getaway with Michelle

dreamerofdreams
AI art 'Steins;Gate' with user description 'Part I: The Observer Effect ​The Organization’s trap was subtle: a single bed in a cramped Akihabara hotel. I, Hououin Kyouma, was relegated to the floor, my lab coat a meager shield against the cold. Sleep was impossible; every time I drifted off, Kurisu’s chaotic sleeping posture snapped me back. Her heels struck my jaw, and her shins found my ribs with a precision that felt like a localized spatial distortion. ​Finally, a heavy strike to my nose sent stars dancing across my vision. I stood up, fuming, ready to lecture the "Assistant" on basic human boundaries. But the moonlight caught her in a way that silenced my pride. She was flushed, her breathing a series of ragged, desperate hitches. Her hand was buried deep in her shorts, moving with a frantic urgency. The genius girl was lost in a dream of her own making, her hips rocking against her own palm in a raw display of honesty. ​The sight hit me like a physical blow. My blood turned to molten lead, rushing south with a pressure that threatened to burst my very veins. If she could be this uninhibited, this real in the dead of night, then I would match her intensity. I fumbled with my belt, freeing my member—a monstrously large, pulsing monolith that stood dark and heavy in the pale light. I began to stroke myself, my eyes locked on her trembling form. ​Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. The silence was absolute. She stared directly at me—and then at the sheer, impossible scale of what I was holding. ​"OKABE! YOU—YOU ABSOLUTE, DEGENERATE, SEAMY PERVERT!" she shrieked, her face turning a color that defied the laws of optics. "What is that?! Why is it so huge?! Were you actually standing there, watching me, with... with that thing out?! I knew it! You’re a stain on the scientific community!" ​I scrambled to cover myself, my face burning. "Assistant! I can explain! It’s a biological response to your physical assault!" But she didn't look away. Her anger was masking a dark, rising curiosity. The experiment took an irreversible turn. ​Part II: The Subjective Reality ​I was frozen as Kurisu reached out. Her fingers wrapped around the velvet-soft heat of me. "How is this possible?" she breathed. Before I could answer, she leaned in, her red hair cascading over my thighs. She plunged her head down, gagging as she fought to master the intrusion. I watched, my jaw tight, as she swallowed the entire length, her throat working against the sheer bulk of me until I hit the very back. ​When she pulled back, gasping, she stripped and straddled me. She pressed her small, pale foot against my length to measure; I was visibly longer than her foot. She teased me with her soles, driving my arousal into a fever pitch, before she guided my tip to her entrance and sank down. ​The fullness was absolute. As she pushed down with a surreal energy, I looked down at her lower abdomen—my eyes widened as I saw the distinct protrusion of my own shape through her skin. It was a sight of total, beautiful corruption. The friction was too much; I surged, flooding her with a hot, heavy release. ​"Again," she pleaded, her voice a ragged rasp. "I want to be filled... everywhere." ​I watched her turn, offering her smaller, tighter port. When I entered her anus, it was a searing, pressurized conquest. I filled her until she felt like she would burst, her body molding to my staggering girth. Finally, she moved back to my face. ​She took me into her throat one last time, welcoming the suffocation. I pushed deep, my hand wrapping around her neck to feel the vibration of her breath. I could feel the head of my penis deep in her gullet, a sensation of ultimate depth and power. I fired a final, violent torrent so powerful it overflowed, spilling from her mouth and nose in a white, messy eclipse of her dignity. ​Part III: The Resultant (Makise Kurisu’s Perspective) ​My brain was offline. The logical, cynical Makise Kurisu had been replaced by something raw and starving. Taking him behind... it felt like being split open from the inside out. It was a tight, searing fullness that made my vision spark. When he released inside me there, it felt like a heavy, internal brand—a mark of ownership that went deeper than skin. ​But the throat... that was the final test. When I took him in that last time, I felt his hand on my neck, grounding me as he pushed deep. I felt the stretch, the suffocating, wonderful pressure of him filling my windpipe. I didn't care about the air. I only cared about the moment he broke. ​The taste, the heat, the sheer volume of him hitting the back of my throat was overwhelming. I felt it rising, overflowing, a literal flood that I couldn't contain. It felt like I was being drowned in him, and I loved every terrifying second of it. ​Now, I can’t move. My limbs feel like lead, and my skin is humming with a dull, blissful ache. I’m covered in the evidence of our madness, too weak to even reach for a towel. I look at Okabe—my "Mad Scientist"—and I feel a terrifyingly deep satisfaction.'
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Steins;Gate

blackhairedstudent
AI art
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Sin título

ririfake
AI art "Iommi Is Only Happy To See You"
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Iommi Is Only Happy To See You

dreamerofdreams
AI art "Swallowing cum"
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Swallowing cum

jlixard
AI art 'Monster Matrimony (Part 1)' with user description 'Getting hitched'
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Monster Matrimony (Part 1)

usagi77
AI art "Iommi's Post-workout Workout"
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Iommi's Post-workout Workout

ftfarmer
AI art 'Random Albedo' with user description '¯\_(ಠ_ಠ)_/¯'
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Random Albedo

iiyama6122
AI art "Life with Iommi (part 1)"
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Life with Iommi (part 1)

ftfarmer
AI art "House to Ourselves"
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House to Ourselves

ftfarmer
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Sin título

ririfake
AI art 'Exposure' with user description 'The true/false nature of beauty/humanity/horror lies in the eyes/hands/desires of the beholder/self.'
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Exposure

usagi77
AI art "Yoruichi is horny all day!"
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Yoruichi is horny all day!

kendarfulgrim
AI art 'Sexyness have a Name' with user description 'Wanted to try out sexy 2B pics for a long time, so here we are. 2B shows herself from a really erotic and playful site.'
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Sexyness have a Name

holo_the_wise_wolf
AI art "Fantasy Waifus"
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Fantasy Waifus

jlixard
AI art 'Monster Matrimony (Part 2)' with user description 'Getting busy'
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Monster Matrimony (Part 2)

usagi77
AI art "Coming over for a snack"
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Coming over for a snack

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