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AI art "Rimuru Tempest 3"

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Rimuru Tempest 3

AI art "Fucking the Soccer Star"

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Fucking the Soccer Star

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AI art '"Free Time" U.N.A. Chapter 3, Part 2.'

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"Free Time" U.N.A. Chapter 3, Part 2.

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AI art 'Nintengirls' with user description 'Nsfw this time. Please don't send your lawyers.'

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Nintengirls

AI art "Some Abandoned Favorites"

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Some Abandoned Favorites

dreamerofdreams

AI art 'Maki Casting' with user description 'The rain lashed against the cold glass of the skyscraper’s penthouse, mirroring the rhythmic thrum of my pulse. I moved through the vents like a shadow, my red scrunchies the only splash of color in the dark machinery of the ventilation shaft. My target: the CEO of a multi-national conglomerate who had been funding shadow wars. He was supposed to be alone.
I dropped from the ceiling with a silent, lethal grace, my dagger already unsheathed. But as my boots hit the plush carpet, blinding spotlights erupted from every corner, illuminating twenty men in tactical gear with rifles aimed at my chest.
In the center stood the CEO, a man with a cruel, polished smile. "Maki Harukawa," he purred. "The Ultimate Assassin. Did you really think I wouldn't be ready?"
I tightened my grip on my blade, scanning the room. Twenty elite guards, high-caliber weapons, zero cover. To fight was to die in a hail of lead before I could take a single step. I let the dagger fall. The metallic clang echoed through the silent room.
"Fine," I said, my voice as flat as a grave. "I lost. You can take my life now. Just make it quick."
The CEO stepped forward, his eyes roaming over my body with a sickening, predatory hunger. "Your life? Now? Oh, Maki, you aren't going to die so soon. We’re going to use you. Every single one of us."
They took me to a room tucked away in the back of the penthouse—a jarring, horrific contrast to the rest of the building. It was completely pink. Pink walls, pink rugs, pink satin. They stripped me of my gear, but they didn't bind me. They didn't need to. With twenty armed men standing guard and the CEO watching like a hawk, they knew I had nowhere to go. I stood there in the center of that soft, neon nightmare, exposed and surrounded.
For the next two hours, the room was a blur of heat and degradation. The CEO and his twenty guards descended upon me like animals. Because I wasn't bound, they moved me as they pleased, forcing me into various positions on the plush floor and against the velvet walls. They used me in every way possible, their lust driven by the thrill of conquering the world's most dangerous woman. They were relentless, taking turns with a primal, chaotic energy. They used my mouth, my pussy, and my anal passage with a bruising, heavy-handed greed. I felt the weight of them and the staggering girth of men who thought they had finally broken me.
But as they hammered into me, as they filled my orifices with their filth, they didn't notice the subtle, sweet scent emanating from my skin. I wasn't fighting back—not because I had given up, but because I was waiting.
Before the mission, I had prepared for the worst-case scenario. I had coated the linings of my three orifices with a highly concentrated, slow-release sedative—a calming toxin designed to be absorbed through mucosal contact. I had taken the antidote hours prior. Every time they used me, every time they drove themselves into my body, they were unknowingly dosing themselves with a powerful paralytic.
One by one, the guards began to stumble. The CEO, who was currently over me, his face twisted in a mask of hedonistic joy, suddenly felt his eyes glaze over. His movements slowed, becoming sluggish and heavy.
"W-What... what is this?" he gasped, his tongue thick.
"Do you want to die?" I whispered.
He collapsed on top of me, a dead weight. Around the room, heavy thuds followed as all twenty men hit the floor, their bodies completely paralyzed but their hearts still beating.
I stood up, my body aching and coated in the evidence of their depravity, but my mind was clearer than it had been all night. I walked over to where they had tossed my dagger and picked it up.
"You said you were going to use me," I said, looking down at the CEO as he stared up with wide, terrified eyes. "But in the end, you were just the delivery system for your own execution."
I moved through the room with methodical precision. One stroke for each guard. One final, slow cut for the man in the center. By the time I walked out of that pink room, the only color left on the walls was the deep, dark crimson of a mission finally completed. I disappeared into the rain, leaving the "dollhouse" behind forever.'

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Maki Casting

blackhairedstudent

AI art "Full Rin set"

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Full Rin set

AI art "Maki Oze"

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Maki Oze

Private time

Private time

AI art 'Post-Orgasm Vision' with user description 'Marcy was excited. Her Claremont Cougars basketball team was on the verge of becoming state champions. The only way Marcy could calm down was to rub one out. She got herself off, and as she relaxed, she had a vision. She saw the fans in the gym going nuts. There were mere seconds left on the game clock. All the Cougars had to do was sink a three-pointer to win the game. The fans grew silent. Shooting guard Dave Wilson took the shot. The ball sailed through the air... Swish! Claremont had come from behind, winning the game 77 to 74! Marcy smiled, then fainted.'

Post-Orgasm Vision

AI art "Unused Alyssa Images"

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Unused Alyssa Images

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AI art "Nagatoro"

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Nagatoro

AI art "Office Lady's locker room fun"

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Office Lady's locker room fun

AI art 'Neli's day off.' with user description 'Neli is a very athletic, brave, and assertive girl; she spends her days at the gym or playing sports, and she loves to compete even in sex.'

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Neli's day off.

AI art 'SailorMoon All Grown up' with user description 'turns out SailorMoon doesn't have any skills after fighting chaos. Her great desire to take care of everyone and make sure they are happy resulted in her being taken advantage of by the school janitor. She became the school whore and now definitely takes care of anyone who asks ;)'

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SailorMoon All Grown up

AI art "Calliope Mori"

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Calliope Mori

AI art 'One more glance'

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One more glance

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