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AI art "Strip Poker After Hours With Miki"
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Strip Poker After Hours With Miki

doggomage
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Anime House 2

octavian
AI art "Ankha as inspired by YOU!"
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Ankha as inspired by YOU!

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AI art 'EP.6 Missing Momo!!' with user description 'I'm back with another chapter. I had super fun while creating it... enjoy! Tell me what you think or suggests if you would like to do so! Story: Momo moved cautiously through the dusty rooms of the abandoned building. She was there to find a golden ball hidden somewhere inside. Scene 1 A cold shiver ran down her spine. She turned quickly and saw a tall masked man silently watching her from the end of the corridor. “Shit…!” Momo started running, but the man was faster. When she reached a locked door, he caught up to her. She immediately tried to use her psychic powers, but nothing happened. The man grabbed her roughly, twisting her arms behind her back. “Stay still.” Momo felt thick ropes tighten around her wrists and then around her chest, squeezing her breasts tightly. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t break free. Scene 2 The man lifted her effortlessly and bound her ankles as well, hanging her from the ceiling. Momo swung helplessly, her face red with a bored rage. “I know why you’re here,” he said calmly. “The golden ball. Help me find it and I’ll let you go.” Momo glared at him with pure hatred. “Go fuck yourself.” The man sighed and left her hanging there in silence for several minutes. Scene 3 He eventually took her down, stripped her completely naked except for her black stockings, and tied her wrists behind her back again. He wrapped more ropes tightly around her breasts, making them bulge. Dragging her by the hair, he pulled her out of the room. “Last friendly warning,” he growled. “Tell me where the ball is or things are going to get very unpleasant.” Momo spat on the floor. “I’m not telling you shit.” Scene 4 The man forced her down to her knees, gripping her head with both hands. Without hesitation, he shoved his thick, hard cock into her mouth and began fucking her face violently. Momo made choked, wet sounds as he thrust deep into her throat. Why… why can’t I fight back? she thought. After several brutal minutes, he came hard, flooding her mouth until thick cum overflowed from her nose. Momo coughed violently, semen dripping down her chin and onto her chest. Scene 5 “Still refusing to cooperate?” he asked. Momo, voice hoarse, answered: “Fuck you.” The man forced a ring gag into her mouth, keeping it wide open. He turned her around, tied a rope to her torso and pulled her up until she was on her tiptoes. He slowly removed her stockings, smelled them with clear pleasure, then spread her ass and thrust into her roughly, fucking her hard while she moaned through the gag. Scene 6 He didn’t finish inside her. Instead, he turned her back around, made her kneel again, and used her open mouth through the ring gag, fucking her face aggressively until he exploded once more, filling her throat with another heavy load. Scene 7 Momo was exhausted and trembling. Despite everything, an unwanted heat was building between her legs. The man flipped her onto all fours and fucked her deeply one last time, making her moan loudly through the ring gag with every thrust. When he finally came inside her with a deep grunt, Momo broke. “…Fine,” she gasped. “I’ll help you. I already found it… I threw it away while you were chasing me.” Scene 8 The man untied her, removed the ring gag, and made her lead him to the golden ball. As soon as he had it in his hands, his attitude changed completely. He quickly tied her up again, this time with strong packing tape. He hogtied her tightly, stuffed her own used stockings deep into her mouth, and sealed it shut with the tape. He also blindfolded her with the same tape. Before leaving, he placed a note with a large “M” written on it beside her. Momo lay there, covered in cum, bound and helpless, angrily mumbling into her gag. "As soon as I get free… I’m going to kill you." A few minutes later, she felt her powers return. With a single thought, she shattered the tape and freed herself. Even though she was furious, Momo couldn’t deny the strange, deep excitement she had felt during the ordeal — something she had never experienced before. Now she, like all his other victims, would hunt anyone who left that “M” behind.'
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EP.6 Missing Momo!!

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alexloke97
AI art 'Mukuro Casting' with user description 'The air in the bedroom was cloying, smelling of strawberry-scented air freshener and old, festering grief. Mukuro Ikusaba lay on a frilly, pink duvet, her limbs as heavy as lead. She had been captured during a routine sweep; she hadn't expected a localized EMP trap and a high-grade neurotoxin dart hidden in a common mailbox. It was a sloppy mistake for the Ultimate Soldier, but even she hadn't accounted for the suicidal desperation of a man with nothing left to lose. The father stood over her, his eyes bloodshot and rimmed with a terrifying, manic hope. Beside him stood his son, who looked at Mukuro with a mixture of loathing and hollow obedience. "This was my daughter’s room," the father whispered, gesturing to the stuffed animals lining the shelves. "She died in the blast you set. You erased her future. So, you’re going to give it back. You’re going to stay in this room, and you’re going to give me another daughter. You’ll stay alive until she’s born and celebrates her first birthday. Until then, you’re just a vessel." He leaned down, his voice trembling. "I’ve given you a high-dose muscular relaxant. You can’t fight. You’ll feel every moment of what comes next, but you won't be able to lift a finger to stop us." For nine months, the pink room became a sensory prison. Mukuro lived in a state of chemical paralysis, her body forced to endure the relentless, grief-fueled assaults of the father and the quiet, bitter turns taken by the son. She watched her own body change, her abdomen swelling with a life she never asked for. Even as her belly became a massive, taut curve that made every breath a struggle, they didn't stop. They treated her like a communal womb, their lust fueled by the twisted logic of replacing the dead. The father’s face was a mask of jagged, weeping lines as he leaned over Mukuro’s paralyzed form during the final weeks of her confinement. He didn’t touch her with lust; he touched her with a cold, possessive resentment, his hand pressing firmly against her distended navel. "How many, Mukuro?" he whispered, his breath smelling of bitter coffee and despair. "How many children were in that elementary school when you triggered the blast? Did you hear them? Did you hear the sound of the future being snuffed out in a single second? My daughter had a lead role in the spring play. She was supposed to be a princess. Now she's just ash in a jar on my mantel." Mukuro’s eyes were fixed on the ceiling, the muscular relaxant keeping her a silent witness to his breakdown. "You think this is a punishment?" the father continued, his voice cracking as he unbuckled his belt for the sixth time that day. "This is a mercy. You killed a world, so I’m making you build a new one. But don't think for a second that this makes us even. You deserve worse than this. You deserve to be used until your bones turn to dust. You deserve to be nothing more than a hole that never closes, a vessel that never empties. Every time my son and I take turns on you, I imagine I’m reclaiming a piece of the life you stole." He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "My son hates you even more than I do. He doesn't see a girl; he sees the monster that took his sister. When he's inside you, he isn't looking for pleasure. He's looking for revenge. And I’m going to make sure he gets it, every single day, until that baby girl is born and we finally have our family back." Then, the door didn't open for a feeding—it exploded. Junko Enoshima stepped over the charred remains of the father and son, her heels clicking on the pink carpet. She looked down at Mukuro, who lay there with her nine-month belly exposed, her eyes tracking her sister with a flicker of recognition. "Hey, Sis! Wow, look at you," Junko chirped, poking Mukuro’s stomach with a manicured finger. "You’ve really grown into the role of 'Traumatized Broodmother.' It’s such a look! I was actually going to bust you out on day one, you know? But then I heard that guy’s plan through the hidden mics, and I thought it would be just *delicious* to be an auntie!" Mukuro’s voice was a dry, unused rasp as the relaxant finally began to wear off. "You... you could have saved me months ago. After I got pregnant... why did you wait?" Junko let out a high-pitched laugh. "Oh, Mukuro! I was just dying to see how long that man's despair could actually last! I mean, watching him try to replace a dead kid with a new one while staying totally obsessed with using you? Pure art! I had to see the limit of his desperation. He really leaned into that whole 'you deserve worse' angle—it was so dramatic, so cliché, so *perfectly* despair-inducing!" She leaned in, a mischievous smirk on her face. "Besides, I figured your pussy must be absolutely legendary for them to keep coming back for more! I mean, they fucked you more than five times every single day for nine months straight! That’s over thirteen hundred sessions, Sis! If your pussy is that tasty, I couldn't just cut the 'buffet' line short, right?'
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Mukuro Casting

blackhairedstudent
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Noelle silva

akalihhh
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Full Rin set

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AI art 'Meet MISS PEARL ⚪️' with user description 'A strict and loyal member of the Cuteness Patrol, Pearl is not one to take things lightly. You are free to be yourself in Hornytown. But there is only one law you must obey: You can not exceed the proper levels of Cuteness!!! 🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫 Excess levels of Cuteness is ilegal in Hornytown! And Miss Pearl will make sure to get you if you break that law!! She will handcuff and prosecute you according to the law. 🚓⛓️ She is soft looking when on patrol, but as soon as someone is committing THAT crime her Pearl Thong starts vibrating. You can rest assured she will hunt you down!! ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️❕❕❕❕❕ You know someone is in trouble when her elegant pearl necklace turns into a cold barbwire choker! YOU DON’T WANT TO BE CAUGHT WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN WHEN SHE ENTERS THE ROOM!!!'
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Meet MISS PEARL ⚪️

warmicestudios
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Bullies

zesoul
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🌸 Pussy Peek

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Strip Poker with Sylphy

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Fallen noble animations

zesoul
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Amber

zuzul
AI art "Caulifa Chained"
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Caulifa Chained

zerogroupe21
AI art "Void DEEPTHROAT Bitch~"
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Void DEEPTHROAT Bitch~

gonkems
AI art 'EP.5 WHERE'S YUJI?!' with user description 'Hello beautiful people. (I love this community) With the amazing 4th episode of JJK’s 3rd season, what could be better than a story focused on our beloved Kugisaki? (Maki was simply broken—zero cursed energy… the Power Nullifier never even had a chance.) Let's start: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kugisaki headed toward her hotel room, ready to rest before the next mission. The hallway felt unusually quiet, yet a faint prickle at the back of her neck told her she wasn’t alone. Someone—or something—was trailing her. Just as she reached for the door, a strange wave washed over her. Her cursed energy flickered, then collapsed entirely. It wasn’t blocked. It wasn’t suppressed. It was simply… gone, as if drained out of existence. The power‑nullifier had struck again. Before she could react, a shadow darted past her, cutting off her escape route, he forced her hands behind her back, tying them tightly with a rope, and did the same with her breasts and ankles. She tried to call out, but the intruder’s speed left her no opening by putting a ball gag in her mouth. Her mind raced—whoever this was, they knew exactly how to neutralize her. And they weren’t here by accident. The man dragged her across the floor, revealing his intentions: What I am about to do is not a simple act; it is necessary for everyone. Your energy will be useful to me. After removing her ball gag, he began to fuck her mouth and pussy, tearing her clothes off more and more, ripping her stockings and then removing them completely, opening her shirt and exposing her breasts. Then he quickly untied her just to remove her clothes, her resistance was futile, only to tie her up again. Without saying a word, he thrust his penis into her mouth, all the way in, to come inside her. Right after he got behind her to finish what he had started, putting it all in her ass and pulling her hair hard. The ritual to absorb all types of energy from Kugisaki was complete. At this point, the man no longer needed her, but he was sure that someone would come soon. So he hogtied her tightly, securing her to the ceiling so she couldn't move from the bed, and finally put a larger ball gag than the one used previously and a blindfold to limit her vision. The man simply said, “Thank you,” and left, painting a large M on the wall and leaving her there in the dark, moaning and struggling. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hope you enjoyed it!'
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EP.5 WHERE'S YUJI?!

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AI art 'Which one is your favorite?'
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Which one is your favorite?

dreamwalker
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Nordic girl captured

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End of Travel

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