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Anna in the sauna

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AI art 'CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”' with user description 'A sexy, velvet female voice:
“I had just received the most beautiful pearl thong I’ve ever seen. I wish I could say
it came from a lover or a secret fan, but no. It came from the Tech Department. It is a special radar, beacon-thing. Most likely the pearls are not even real. But hey, they look so real I won’t tell anyone. I’ll pretend they were a real gift from a secret admirer.”

Barry opens another hard case. From it he takes out a couple of smaller pearl strings.
- “And I made matching anklets. Here, let me put them on you.”

Barry kneels down in front of her ready to place those anklets on her but as Pearl raises her knee and places her naked foot in front of him, Barry freezes. The sight of Pearl’s intimate part being so close to him, touching her leg and the scent of her perfume, makes Barry’s mind go blank.
Barry goes to a place where Pearl and him are together. A nice place where they live together as a married couple and where Pearl is madly in love with him. He imagines that Pearl is …

- “Barry915! Barry915! WHERE ARE YOU??!!” A loud voice on the intercom snaps Barry out of his fantasy.
- “Barry come on! They are waiting for us!” Pearl tells him.
- “What?! Ooh, sorry I… I… never mind!

Barry looks down and focuses his attention on placing both anklets as fast as he can.
- “They are beautiful, Barry! Thank you!!”
- “It is… (he wanted to say ‘a pleasure’ but instead he said) my job” He smiles.
- “Hey, Barry… (Pearl starts blushing) I need to ask for a favor, a BIG favor. Please don’t tell the guys that I haven’t had sex in a long time. Please Barry, please!! I’ll be the laughing-mockery of the Station!!”
- “Em, yeah, sure. Of course, I can keep a secret.”
- “Oh, Barry you are amazing!! Thank you so much!” (kisses him on the mouth) I love you, you know that!
- “Mmh, yes I know that. I love you too…”

Pearl rushes out the door.

TRAINING DECK - MOMENT LATER!
Everyone is there. Either naked on in their underwear. They are all showing their new devices to one another.
- “Hey, finally Jennings is here! Now we can start”

Commissioner addresses the crowd:
- “You have all been given updated devices. They all have a new feature that we will test right now. Behind that gate is a large labyrinth with hidden rooms with difficult or no access. Inside a few rooms we have manage to secure some. . . Catgirls”
- “What?!” Everybody is surprised.
- “Don’t worry! I assure you this means no harm to you! You will not be in ANY contact with them. And that is the whole purpose of this. You see “Cuteness” has a very special frequency. “Cute Girls” they vibrate at a HIGHER frequency. Color pink leaves traces. Your devices are specially equipped with radars and sensors that detect that high frequency so you’ll be able to detect when ‘cuteness’ is near by. Even if several feet away in another room. Now all you have to do is pay close attention at the vibration of your device and practice getting closer to the source. Of course the closer cuteness is the harder your device will vibrate”.

The gates unlock. One by one start walking in to that dark labyrinth.
- “Good luck ladies and gentleman”

(To be continued)'

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AI art 'Calling for a Taxi (ft. Cyndel & @poly7)' with user description '@octavian asked me to turn the phone call down below into a post.
I s̶t̶o̶l̶e̶ borrowed some of his prompt to make the process a little bit quicker.

To give some context to the phone call:
I had just gotten word that Octavian's girls from the Alpha Epsilon Mu sorority were going to Club BetterWaifu to find some real men to have a good time with.

This is the phone call that immediately followed:

😲📞: "Hello? I need a taxi ASAP!"
🚖📞: "Sure thing, honey! I'll be right over once I've dropped off my current client."
😨📞: "Please hurry! It's somewhat of an emergency!"
*Moans of pleasure can be heard from the other side of the phone*
🚖📞: "Ugh, fine! But I'll be expecting a large tip from you, mister! Sorry @poly7, hold on to something, preferably me. We're going into overdrive!"
*Beep beep beep*
🤔💭: "That taxi driver sounded familiar somehow..."

@zerogroupe21 @doggomage @thoughtzi @heihund @parda @cro_bo @zesoul @azariel @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @peterco @a_casual_prompter @zesoul @casca_kirei-onna @kidd163 @waltersusu @usagi77

Disclaimer: I do not encourage making phone calls while driving without a hands-free kit.'

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Calling for a Taxi (ft. Cyndel & @poly7)

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AI art 'Farewell, my friend 🪦' with user description 'Before I start with the story, I feel like I have to get this important notice out of the way first:
⚠️ This post does not mean anyone has died in real life. It's just for funsies! ⚠️
Also, I'm sorry for using (mostly) unrelated clickbait as the thumbnail! 🙇‍♂️

— Story time —

The weather couldn’t have been more fitting.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning the cemetery paths into slick rivers of mud.
Though it was midday, the world felt trapped in cold, grim twilight.

A group dressed in black gathered around a modest tombstone.
Some leaned on one another for comfort, while others stood in rigid silence.
The heavy rain nearly drowned out the soft whimpers of a pregnant young woman wearing a black veil.
Even a few higher beings had come to mourn the loss of BetterWaifu’s greatest close-up artist.

They were saying goodbye to BlackHairedStudent.

His death was an unfortunate accident during the latest police raid on his basement—his stuffing had to be collected from throughout the entire building’s air ducts.

One lonely figure watched from afar beneath an old oak, disappointment clear on her face.
“Stupid Black,” she muttered.
“You were supposed to bring me ultimate despair.
I was a fool to think you could succeed where so many others failed.”
She turned and disappeared into the shadows.

The group lingered until a blinding flash lit up the sky, followed by roaring thunder.
A muffled sound came from the grave.
Suddenly a blue flame erupted from the soil, growing into wild cackling laughter.
Black’s ghost emerged from the flames, floating above his tombstone.

“Who gave you permission to throw such a boring funeral for me?!” he boomed with a wide grin.
“Was it you, my sweet little Nagatoro?”
She stared back in shock.
“If my funeral is going to be made into a post, it should at least feature panty shots!”
He snapped his ghostly paws.
A strong wind tore through the cemetery.
The centipede girl tried to hold her dress down in vain as it flew up.
Nagatoro didn’t even resist—the wind revealed she wore nothing underneath, exposing her pregnant belly and bare pussy.

Black’s expression softened.
“Y-you remembered our promise?”
“Of course, you stupid bear!” A tearful smile broke through her sorrow.
“I just never thought I’d have to honor it at your funeral.
How could you leave me after promising so much, you dummy?”
Black looked taken aback, then furious as his eyes landed on Terror2.
“You!! This is all your fault! You wrote me into this awkward position and how dare you use my precious Sakura as clickbait for your stupid post!”

His ghostly form lunged forward and latched onto his back.
“Feel the wrath of the dead, you backstabbing bastard!”
Blue flames erupted around them.
“Wait—what’s happening?” Black yelped.
“This power… it’s coming from your crown?! Stop! I’m in contr—”

Silence.

When I opened my eyes, I floated in an endless void.
No light, no sound—yet I could see my own body clearly.
A spotlight clicked on ahead.
Black sat there with his back turned.
“I never meant for any of this to happen,” he said quietly.
“I only wanted to create cute and sexy images of my favorite anime girls.”
He stood and turned toward me, tears streaming down his face.
“For a while everything was perfect.
I’d invite girls, pay them well, film scenes, and tease them a little.
But then I discovered the Close-up Bubble.”
A deep red glowing orb appeared in his hands, a tiny heart pulsing inside.
"It made those perfect shots effortless, but the power grew too strong.
It clouded my judgment.
I broke the rules despite the frogman’s warnings.
You know how it ended.”

His story left a lump in my throat.
“Don’t be too sad,” Black said with a weak smile.
“It was my own choice.
To prove it I’m passing the Close-up Bubble onto you now.
Be better than I was.
Don’t let it consume you.”

He pushed the bubble forward.
Immense power surged through me as it touched my chest, filling my mind with vivid close-up visions.
“Hahaha… that takes me back.”
Wings sprouted from his shoulders and he started to rise.

As I felt our time grew short, I finally managed to speak.
“Thank you for everything, Black!
I’ll never forget your sacrifices.
I promise to keep this power in check!”

“Don’t think of this as goodbye, my friend.
I’ll be watching from above—keep everyone entertained!
Please tell Nagatoro I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.
Watch over her for me. She cared more than she let on.
Oh, and if you ever meet the frogman, tell him I'm sorry as well.
I'm very grateful to him for giving me a final chance."

He faded into the light as my consciousness slipped away.

“…you guys! I think he’s waking up!”
I opened my eyes to Ankha’s tear-streaked face hovering above mine.
She burst into fresh tears of relief.
“Please never scare us like that again!!”

— The End —

@blackhairedstudent, you will forever remain in our hearts. ❤️

(Also, thank you @gildenstein for letting me use Akiko even though I didn't ask. 😅)'

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Farewell, my friend 🪦

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Ankha's urges

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AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady's after work party continues 2 [part 2]"

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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady's after work party continues 2 [part 2]

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AI art "Pokemon - Sharing his girls"

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Pokemon - Sharing his girls

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Alice in wonderlust

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AI art '1,000 Follower Special (Ft. Your OC's)' with user description 'Hi everybody!

After a couple of days of uncertainty, I finally reached the big 1K milestone! 🎉
I couldn't have done it without all you people who have supported me throughout this wonderful journey of AI discovery!
I made this post in particular to thank the 7 creators who were kind enough to bring my quest for followers to an even bigger audience!
Your posts are what finally pushed me past that final threshold!

The girls in this story are all (based on) these 7 creators' OC's.
These are the girls in order of appearance:

#1 & 5: Isla (by @cro_bo)
#6: Violet Blade (by @zerogroupe21)
#7: Annie (by @bad77, also technically not really an OC)
#8: Serra (by @azariel)
#9: Linia (by @reptorn)
#10: Lenna (by @kidd163)
#11: Summer (by @parda)

So once more, thank you everybody! 🫶❤️
Onwards to the next milestone!

@casca_kirei-onna @waltersusu @saltymajor778 @smut317 @gildenstein @goobygubby @peterco @a_casual_prompter @doggomage @thoughtzi @octavian @heihund @warmicestudios'

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AI art "Random Twinks Pt.1"

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Random Twinks Pt.1

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AI art "Get Ready for the Ride of Your Life"

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Get Ready for the Ride of Your Life

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AI art 'Ankha's Nightmares (Chapter 3)' with user description 'Here's the next chapter in Ankha's story! I hope you'll all enjoy it! ❤️

Previous chapters:
1) https://betterwaifu.com/post/grjrepy
2) https://betterwaifu.com/post/bf8emh3
2½) https://betterwaifu.com/post/ckfd5yr

— Story time —

For the past few weeks, Ankha had been haunted by nightmares almost every night. This dark, stormy evening was no exception.

She stood frozen in that dreadful basement, her heart pounding as her eyes darted desperately around the dim space. There was no sign of Nagatoro or any of the other girls that were there before. She tried to call for help, but her voice refused to work. Just as she began to think she was alone, a flicker of movement caught her eye in the corner.
Ankha spun around. A swarm of eerie, pale hands was crawling toward her—from the floor, the walls, even the ceiling. The horrifying image of that black-and-white bear flashed through her mind. She turned to run, but the hands were faster. One clamped around her ankle, yanking her off balance. She hit the ground hard, and more hands immediately seized her arms, legs, and torso.
“No… let me go!” she tried to scream, but only a choked whimper escaped. The hands rolled her onto her back, pinning her down as several fingers crept toward her face. They forced their way into her mouth just as she finally managed to let out a blood-curdling scream.

Ankha jolted awake, her own scream still echoing in her ears. She was drenched in cold sweat, tears streaming down her cheeks. Before she could even catch her breath, a sharp knock sounded at her bedroom door.
“Ankha? Ankha!” Tara’s worried voice called from the hallway. “Is everything okay? We heard a scream!”
With trembling hands, Ankha opened the door. Tara and her brother Terror2 stood there, both looking alarmed. The moment Tara saw Ankha’s tear-streaked face and shaking body, she stepped forward and pulled her into a tight hug.
“You’re okay… you’re safe,” Tara whispered, rubbing her back gently.
Terror2 lingered awkwardly in the doorway. “What happened? Is she hurt?”
Tara shot him a firm look over Ankha’s shoulder and jerked her head toward the hall, silently telling him to leave. He opened his mouth to protest, but after a moment he sighed. “Alright… I’ll be in my room if you need me.” He closed the door quietly behind him.
Ankha clung to Tara, her sobs slowly easing. When she finally pulled back a little, Tara guided her over to the bed and sat beside her.
“Talk to me,” Tara said softly. “What was it this time?”
Ankha wiped her eyes with a shaky breath. “It’s the same nightmare again… that horrible basement. There were hands everywhere—coming out of the walls, the floor… They grabbed me and I couldn’t get away. And that bear… it always feels so real. I haven’t slept properly in weeks, Tara. I don’t know what to do anymore.”
“Oh, Ankha…” Tara’s voice was full of sympathy. She squeezed her friend’s hand. “I wish I could make them stop. Have you tried anything that might help?”
“Nothing works,” Ankha whispered, her voice cracking again. “I’m so tired…”
Tara thought for a moment, then brightened. “Wait—I have a friend who might be able to help with this kind of thing. I’ll send her a message right now.”
She started to stand, but Ankha quickly grabbed her wrist. “Please… don’t go,” she begged, eyes wide with fear. “Just stay with me a little longer.”
Tara paused, then smiled gently. “I was only going to grab my phone from my room… but it can wait until morning.” She glanced at the bed. “Is there room for me here too?”
Ankha’s face softened with relief. She nodded quickly. “There’s plenty of space. Thank you so much, Tara. You’re the best friend I could ever ask for.”
The two girls talked quietly for a while longer—about lighter things, silly memories, and anything that might chase the darkness away—until they eventually drifted off side by side.

This time, Ankha found herself floating in a sea of soft pink clouds. Everything felt warm and gentle. Without even thinking, beautiful wings sprouted from her back, and she soared through the fluffy sky. All the fear from her earlier nightmare had vanished completely. For the first time in weeks, she felt safe and at peace—all thanks to her best friend Tara.

— To be continued —

Thank you all for reading! I really struggled to put a sexy scene in this chapter of Ankha's story. I didn't want it to feel forced, so in the end all I could do was add in a nice ending image. (Still not NSFW though... 😓) I promise the next chapter in Ankha's story will feature a lot more naked skin! (...or fur?)

I hope you can still get some enjoyment out of this post @blackhairedstudent, god bless your soul. I pray for your account everyday! 😘

And lastly, let me tag everyone else as well! 🥰
@zerogroupe21 @doggomage @usagi77 @thoughtzi @octavian @heihund @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @goobygubby @peterco @a_casual_prompter'

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Ankha's Nightmares (Chapter 3)

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AI art "Office Lady's casual afternoon part 4"

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Office Lady's casual afternoon part 4

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AI art 'Ranma transforms again' with user description 'Kuno: Where are you my beautiful pig-tailed-girl?... Ah.. there you are! :)'

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Ranma transforms again

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AI art "Arise Breast Vicar - The Legend of Dalia"

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Arise Breast Vicar - The Legend of Dalia

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AI art 'Daddy come home' with user description 'If you want to know what causes this all? Feel free to take a look for yourselves 😋:
You can use the 1 month free trail:
https://www.patreon.com/JishinStudios/redeem/1A19D
Gallery:
https://www.patreon.com/collection/2341112

"Going out for breakfast was a great idea, Akiko. That meeting ran longer than expected." "Don't tell me about it, Chris!" Hana yawned. "Breakfast after a night shift is always a good idea" Akiko smiled at both as the three of them approached the apartment door. "I wouldn't have made it home without that coffee," Chris said before placing his hand on the doorknob. "You're welcome, you two," Akiko replied, blowing them a kiss. Chris opened the door, and Hana was the first to step into the apartment. "Quick shower, then straight to bed," she yawned." "Okay, where were we?" she heard Mistress say. As Hana rounded the corner into the living room, her jaw dropped and she blushed. "What the..." she stammered. Standing before her was a sweat-drenched Mistress wearing a black negligee and a dildo strapped around her hips. A clear fluid dripped from the dildo, shimmering just like the sweat on her skin. The sight of a bound Ribbon on the sofa didn't help matters. Drool oozed from her gag ball, moisture from her vagina had soaked the entire sofa and a vibrating dildo was stuck in her ass as she writhed in ecstasy. "What's going on, Hana? Ohhh... not again... how many times do I have to explain this to you two! Do this in your room! This is the second time this week I've had to have the sofa cleaned!" Chris sank onto the sofa in annoyance just as Akiko entered the room behind them and took the initiative. "I might have been to blame for the first time this week... Hana, Chris, why don't you two get ready for bed? I'll take care of this, okay?" "Alright... but just so you both know, we're going to talk about this later!" Chris stands up and goes to his room. "Good night," says Hana, disappearing into her room with a yawn. "Alright, you two..." Akiko bites her lip to hide her arousal before taking off her hoodie and standing before them bare-chested. "Akiko?" Mistress looks slightly surprised. "Into my room, the two of you—and then you fuck me silly..."

@warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco @barry915 @candylover'

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Daddy come home

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AI art "Beat the Heat: Round 3! 🔔"

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Beat the Heat: Round 3! 🔔

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AI art "Office Lady's casual afternoon part 5"

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Office Lady's casual afternoon part 5

AI art "Terror2's Trading Cards"

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Terror2's Trading Cards

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AI art 'Celest Vale sees the world 6' with user description 'Celest Vale leans back with a big, wicked grin, her legs crossed as she looks at you.

“Oh man, Tokyo was wild,” she says with a nostalgic laugh. “Japanese men are something else. They love public sex more than any place I’ve ever been. The riskier, the better. Let me tell you about my favorite moments…”

She bites her lip, clearly getting turned on just remembering.

“First time I got fucked on a crowded train. It was rush hour, super packed. I was wearing a short skirt with no panties. This handsome salaryman standing behind me starts grinding against my ass. Next thing I know, he pulls my skirt up, slides his cock inside me, and starts fucking me right there in the middle of all those people. I had to bite my lip so hard not to moan too loud. He came deep inside me just before my stop. I got off the train with cum running down my thighs and a big smile on my face.”

Celest’s eyes sparkle as she continues.

“Then there was the onsen at night. I went to this beautiful outdoor hot spring after closing time. Within twenty minutes, fourteen Japanese guys found me relaxing naked in the water. They didn’t even say much — just surrounded me. I got gangbanged so good under the stars. One in my mouth, one in my pussy, another taking turns with my ass. They passed me around like a toy, covering me in cum while the hot water splashed around us. I came so many times I could barely walk back to my ryokan.”

She laughs, clearly proud of herself.

“And my last night there… I wore this beautiful grey floral kimono with nothing underneath. I went to this park and found three guys hanging out. I got on my knees right there on the path, opened my kimono, and sucked all three of them off one after another. They took turns fucking my face while I jerked the others. I swallowed the first two loads and let the last guy cum all over my tits. Then I just tied my kimono back up and walked away like nothing happened.”

Celest sighs happily, stretching her arms above her head.

“God, it was such a great trip. Tokyo really knows how to treat a girl right.”

@warmicestudios @peterco @gildenstein @cef_ultra @reptorn @terror2 @barry915 @casca_kirei-onna @onlyyouprod, @smut317 @parda, @bad77 @kendarfulgrim @murcie, @a_casual_prompter, @zesoul, @ririfake, @zerogroupe21 @dreamerofdreams, @artfx85 @cro_bo'

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