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AI art "2girls fun"
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2girls fun

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Frieren ❤️ Marin Purple Room'
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Frieren ❤️ Marin Purple Room

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Pool Goddess Pose MegaComp"
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Pool Goddess Pose MegaComp

onlyyouprod
AI art 'Frieren has 1000 years of experience' with user description 'I see so many good close-up for @blackhairedstudent that i had to try one too. STILL DON'T KNOW HOW YOU PLAY WITH LIGHTING LIKE THAT but it's fine i kinda enjoy the results, especially this first shot Enjoy guys'
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Frieren has 1000 years of experience

herlin
AI art "The Hunger: Walpurgis Night"
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The Hunger: Walpurgis Night

dreamerofdreams
Fern and frieren
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Fern and frieren

sjame83
AI art "Some Frieren experiments"
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Some Frieren experiments

zuzul
AI art 'Iori in debt' with user description 'I stood on the deserted beach, the scorching sand burning under my feet as the sun beat down mercilessly. A single reckless mistake had led me here. During a Prefect Team raid on underground rule-breakers, my overzealous shooting completely destroyed this photographer's valuable outdoor equipment. He captured clear footage of the incident. To shield the team's reputation from a formal complaint to the General Student Council, I agreed to one private favor: complete obedience during a single photo session. I never thought it would escalate like this. The micro bikini was utterly humiliating—tiny black strings that barely contained my full breasts and wide hips, the fabric digging into my skin. I crossed my arms tightly, cheeks burning with shyness and annoyance. "Hurry up and take the damn photos," I snapped, my voice sharp with tsundere fire. "This is degrading enough. One session as promised, then the debt is cleared. Don't push too far or I'll make you regret it, pervert." He adjusted his camera. "Hands on hips. Chest out. Arch your back. Obey every order completely." I gritted my teeth and did as told. The camera clicked rapidly. As I shifted, the tiny top slipped—one pink nipple popped out, then the other. My face flushed hotter. "Leave the nipple slips," he commanded. "Pull the fabric aside intentionally." "You disgusting bastard... fine," I muttered, tugging the strings to keep both nipples exposed. I turned, bent, and arched for the lens, each flash chipping away at my pride as a former disciplinary captain. My body felt far too vulnerable under the open sky. "Now the bottom. Pussy and anus slips. Spread everything." My hands shook with annoyance. "This crosses every line! I'm not some exhibitionist slut!" Yet the debt forced me to protect the team. I slid the bikini bottom aside, exposing my smooth shaved pussy lips completely. Then I turned, bent over, and spread my cheeks, revealing my tight pink anus to the camera and sea breeze. Click after click. Tears of frustration welled up. I couldn't contain it—my hands flew to cover my face, hiding the hot tears streaking down. "Stop... Don't look at me like this. I hate feeling so weak and exposed, you idiot!" "Take your hands off your face. Now," he ordered firmly. Sniffling, I lowered them reluctantly, glaring with teary red eyes. He unzipped and pressed his thick heavy cock against my face. It covered me entirely from chin to forehead, the musky scent overwhelming. "Th-this ridiculous thing..." I mumbled, voice muffled, body shivering. "Lay down on your back," he said. "Legs up high and spread wide. I'm fucking your asshole." "My ass?! On the sand like some animal?" I protested sharply but obeyed, lying back and lifting my legs until knees nearly touched my chest. The bikini was fully aside. He thrust the thick head into my tight rear. "Ahh! Too big, you bastard... Slow down!" He pounded deeper with powerful strokes. The stretch burned intensely at first, then became a heavy full sensation rocking my body. Breasts bounced free. "Keep hands away from your face," he growled. "I want your full expression while I destroy this hole." I dropped my arms, camera capturing my flushed tear-streaked annoyed face and reluctant moans. "D-don't photograph me like this... I'm the one who punishes perverts, not... ahhn... getting my ass wrecked!" He buried deep and came hard, flooding my insides with thick hot cum. Pulling out, his cock was filthy with semen mixed with streaks of my shit. The foul smell hit me. "Lick it clean," he ordered. I stared in disgust, fresh tears forming. "Lick that?! Covered in my own shit and cum... revolting!" But I leaned forward. The taste was horrible—bitter salty cum blending with earthy foul bitterness of my waste. It coated my tongue thickly, gritty slimy warm sticky layer that made me gag hard. The shit left a nasty lingering film while cum added heavy musky sweetness, nauseating me completely. Every lick reminded me of my degradation, the strict enforcer cleaning filth from the cock that violated my ass. He grabbed my head. "Open wide." Forced his thick cock down my throat, bulging my neck almost to my stomach. He thrust roughly as I choked, tears streaming, drool spilling. I obeyed despite panic. With a groan he came again, pumping ropes into my stomach. Cum overflowed violently from my nose in messy streams, dripping down my chin and breasts. I convulsed. He pulled out, leaving me coughing on the sand, ruined. "H-happy now, sick photographer?" I rasped, voice hoarse with tsundere edge. "Licking my shit mixed with cum was the most disgusting thing—filthy, bitter, slimy. Debt paid. Next time I'll enforce the rules on you." My strict self felt shattered—shy, annoyed, crying quietly in total submission, i am crying on this empty beach and the camera captured it all'
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Iori in debt

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Thank You for 2K!!"
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Thank You for 2K!!

barry915
AI art 'Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia' with user description 'Dalia left Rivermoor by horseback, looking for the Areolan Temple, known to house the power of the Breast Vicar. She rode until the sea disappeared behind her and the land turned to dunes of sand. “This must be the Deserts of Anima,” she thought. “Perhaps I’ve gone too far.” She rode until she came upon a desert city, full of rowdy barbarians and traders. She dismounted and moved through the caravan with trepidation. “I would very much not like to end up as I did on that ship,” she thought. As she walked to the center of the tent city, she stopped as a mighty red-haired woman was on an altar, pleasuring barbarian after barbarian with her enormous tits. Dalia stared with awe as the powerful woman subdued the rowdy men with her hands and breasts. The sight made her wet with lust. Her pleasure powers warmed inside her. After wiping herself off and adjusting her clothes, the beastly woman noticed the Casi and pointed. “Who the hell are you?” She barked. “Some fancy royal come to the desert?” “I’m Princess Dalia, the Pleasure Vicar, and I’ve been sent by the king to gather the other Vicars. Who are you?” She replied. “I’m Athena, and I run this place. Welcome to the traveling city of Elvania. Vicars huh? Never heard of them.” Dalia smiled. “I’m looking for the Areolan Temple. Have you heard of that?” Athena walked up to the Princess until her massive jugs eclipsed Dalia’s perky bosom. “Maybe, but first I want to see what a Pleasurs whatever can do. I challenge you to paizuri combat.” Dalia looks curious. A titfuck contest was so primative, but Athena’s tits were massive. How could she possibly win? Still, she desperately needed the information. “If I win, you become my vassal and will pleasure the men here,” Athena said, whipping out her monster mounds. “Deal. If I win, you take me to the temple,” Dalia said, exposing her perfect, but visibly inferior breasts. They went inside the tent of one of Athena’s finest breeding bulls and began the contest. “It’s simple: Whoever makes him cum the most wins,” Athena said. She got to work, her tits enveloping his massive cock. Within a few minutes, he was blowing his load on her tits and face. “Your turn, your highness.” Athena challenged. Dalia placed the cock between her tits. She rubbed with enthusiasm. Then, her powers activated. The pleasure the man felt was immediate - it was as if his cock were deep inside the tightest cunt in the world. “FUCK!” He yelled as he exploded his nut everywhere. Dalia was covered. Athena looked shocked before laughing cheerfully. “THAT WAS AMAZING!” She squealed. “No one has ever beat me at that. Is this the power of a Vicar? I want in!” That night, Athena treated the Princess to a wild night of feasts, fellowship, and fucking. The barbarian men pleased the Queen of the Desert and the Pleasure Vicar until they went to sleep. After a nice oasis bath, the two women headed to the temple, where the power of the Vicar awaits. (@gildenstein, @bad77, @barry915, @terror2, @starima, @smut317 and @murcie got Athena the win with seven votes! Mikala and Rina tied with three votes and Madeline had zero. All will be featured and maybe some others?)'
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Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia

octavian
AI art "Guess the prompt: Impossible"
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Guess the prompt: Impossible

barry915
AI art '3girls fun' with user description 'The sun hung low over the horizon, painting the coastal waters of the Northern Lands in shades of bruised purple and shimmering gold. The rhythmic crashing of waves was the only sound for miles, save for the occasional cry of a distant gull. Frieren sat on a bleached piece of driftwood, her eyes fixed on the horizon with ageless, detached curiosity. Nearby, Fern was meticulously folding their travel cloaks, her expression a mask of stoic duty, though the humidity was clearly making her irritable. Ubel, however, was not resting. She stood at the edge of the tide, her green hair whipped about by the salt spray, her eyes narrowed as she scanned the shoreline. Suddenly, she stopped, a sharp, jagged grin cutting across her face. "Nyahaha... hey, look at that," Ubel called out, gesturing toward a solitary figure further down the beach. A man was walking along the water's edge, completely nude. Even from this distance, his silhouette was imposing, but as he drew closer, one specific detail became impossible to ignore. He possessed a member of truly staggering proportions—an **extremely big** organ that swayed with a heavy, rhythmic weight against his thighs as he walked. "He looks like he’s carrying a third leg," Ubel whispered, her voice thick with dark, predatory amusement. She turned back to the mages, her eyes glinting with chaotic energy. "Hey, Frieren. Fern. I just had a brilliant, messy idea for how we can spend our evening." Fern stood up, clutching a cloak to her chest. "Ubel, whatever you are thinking, the answer is no. We are here to rest, not to engage in your eccentricities." "Oh, come on, Fern! Don't be such a stiff," Ubel laughed, walking toward them with cat-like grace. "Look at him. A specimen like that doesn't just wander onto a beach every day. And look at us—three powerful mages, all bored. Wouldn't it be a waste to just watch the sunset?" Frieren tilted her head. "What are you proposing, Ubel?" "A performance," Ubel purred, leaning in close. "I want to do something visceral. I want the three of us to engage in something beautiful right here on the sand. A three-way lesbian encounter. I want to feel your skin against mine, Fern’s soft pouting lips against yours, Frieren. And I want that man to watch us. Better yet, I want him to photograph it. I want a record of the moment the stoic mages of the Hero’s party finally lost their composure." Fern’s face turned a violent shade of crimson. "That is... that is absolutely indecent! To have a stranger photograph such a thing? And with *each other*?" "It’s not just for him, Fern," Ubel countered, her voice dropping to a seductive, manipulative velvet. "It’s for the sensation. Think of the mana we could generate through that kind of raw, uninhibited release. And once he’s finished documenting us... once he’s sufficiently worked up by the sight of three beautiful women devouring each other... then we bring him in for the finale." Ubel glanced back at the man, who had stopped and was now watching them with awe. "I want to see if that **extremely big** gift of his is as functional as it is aesthetic. I want the three of us to give him a combined paizuri. Imagine it: our chests pressed together, the three of us surrounding that massive pillar of heat, working in unison. And then, the oral. I want to see you, Fern, forced to open that judgmental mouth wider than you ever thought possible just to accommodate him." Fern was shaking, her breath coming in short, ragged hitches. "I... I couldn't. It’s too much... too many people..." "Frieren?" Ubel asked, looking at the master. "You’ve lived for a thousand years. Haven't you ever wondered what it’s like to truly let go of the 'legend' and just be a creature of flesh? To be used and to use in return?" Frieren was silent for a long time, her gaze shifting from Ubel to the man, and finally to the trembling Fern. A small, almost imperceptible smile touched the elf's lips. "It would certainly be a new experience. And magic is, at its core, the pursuit of understanding the impossible. A specimen of that size... it is a biological curiosity." "Nyeh... Mistress?" Fern gasped, her eyes wide. "If Frieren is in, you have to be in, Fern," Ubel whispered, stepping behind the younger girl and wrapping her arms around her waist. "Don't you want to see what happens when the three of us stop being mages and start being... toys?" Fern looked at Frieren, seeing the quiet, curious acceptance in her eyes. The apprentice’s resistance began to crumble, replaced by a surging, forbidden heat. "I... I suppose..." Fern whispered, her head hanging low, though her heart was racing. "If Mistress Frieren says it is a necessary study... I will comply." "Good girls," Ubel cackled, waving the man over. "Hey, you! Bring your camera! We have a show for you, and if you’re a good boy, we’ll let you taste the stars!"'
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3girls fun

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Next vote"
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Next vote

chainny
AI art 'Ilyana debut'
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Ilyana debut

barry915
AI art 'Shinobu Dark Room'
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Shinobu Dark Room

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Frieren new spell : growth"
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Frieren new spell : growth

zuzul
AI art "Original Characters"
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Original Characters

barry915
AI art
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Sin título

chainny
AI art "Frieren and Maomao experimenting"
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Frieren and Maomao experimenting

ankokuchan
AI art "My two favorite waifus"
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My two favorite waifus

throwawayaccount1
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