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AI art 'Snow Gangbang' with user description 'Some hot cold scenes ❤️'
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Snow Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Hot chocolate"
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Hot chocolate

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

dreamerofdreams
AI art "Earth breeding"
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Earth breeding

zuzul
AI art 'Anara at the hot spring' with user description 'Remember the train ride? This is where she was going ;)'
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Anara at the hot spring

zesoul
AI art '👗 Oops! Moment' with user description 'For 💃🏻 Annie 🤗 Because it’s your favourite view of girls in porn 😍 Just like mine. How can anyone not love that? 🍑😏 And it was so fun to do this... I simply couldn't stop, that's why full 30 😆 @bad77 @parda @warmicestudios @cef_ultra @zuzul @octavian @zesoul @onlyyouprod @blackhairedstudent and all others, which pics made you smile, or laugh? 😆'
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👗 Oops! Moment

peterco
AI art '👗 Ooops! Moment' with user description 'Another bunch of pussy peek moments... If I only worked so hard as I am productive here 😁 @zuzul @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @bad77 @parda @onlyyouprod @blackhairedstudent @dreamerofdreams @barry915 @terror2 @herlin Algorithm test results: Posts with people tagged, had impressions over a million, within hours or days: Car Girls - 1.3 million Grim Reaper Girl - 3.5 million Oops Moment - 6.6 million May the Cats Be with You - 1.6 million so far So, regular posts had impressions in the thousands, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Reaching a million is not impossible, but it is much easier with people tagged in the description. Impressions do not guarantee likes though 😁'
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👗 Ooops! Moment

peterco
AI art "Cyndel as inspired by YOU!"
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Cyndel as inspired by YOU!

octavian
AI art 'Aura Captured' with user description 'The snow crunched beneath my boots as I approached the tavern, a solitary beacon of warmth in this frozen wasteland. My violet hair whipped in the biting wind, and the **Scales of Obedience** at my hip rattled—a reminder of my absolute authority. I, Aura the Guillotine, did not fear these mortals. They were but insects whose lives were measured in the weight of their souls. As I reached the door, an old, obese man blocked my path, his face a map of filth and scars. "You killed them all," he rasped. "My entire bloodline. I challenge you, Aura. A measure of souls." My pride was my undoing. I scanned his mana; it was pathetic. I could have ended him instantly, but I wanted to see the despair on his face when his own soul condemned him. I summoned the Scales, pouring my vast, ancient mana into my side. The scale tipped instantly toward me. But seconds before his mana touched the plate, he drained a shimmering vial. It was a **Potion of Infinite Illusion**. It didn’t actually increase his power, but it tricked the magical logic of the scales, making his mana appear as a bottomless, infinite abyss for five crucial seconds. The balance slammed down on his side with the force of a falling mountain. Because the scale "saw" him as superior, its magic bound my very soul to his will. "Silence," he commanded, his voice cold and flat. "Speak only when I tell you to. Only do what I want you to do." He took me to his new home town, a place I destroyed 60 years ago, rebuilt by the child i dis not kill that time.. he ordered me to serve every one of them, and i Did... one after another, no resting.. some where big, big as monsters, their bodies made mine look small, After forty-eight hours of being used by every man in his village—my demonic body cruelly resetting my anatomy to a virgin state after every violation—he led me to a stone square. "Put your head and hands through here," he ordered, pointing to a heavy, stone-and-iron guillotine frame. "**Wait here in this position in silence until I return. And keep serving anyone who comes to use you.**" He never came back. I have been in this position for seven hundred years. My neck and wrists are locked into the frame, my spine permanently arched, my rear perpetually exposed to the whims of the kingdom that grew around my shackle. I have forgotten the sound of my own voice; the concept of speech has withered in my mind like a dead leaf. I have forgotten the taste of food and the warmth of a bed. Most importantly, I have never slept. My demonic stamina ensures I remain wide awake, forced to witness every second of my degradation through the centuries. The square is never empty. I have become a living monument, a landmark of flesh and stone. Around the base of my pedestal, a permanent slum of forty hobos has taken root. They live in wretched huts built against my legs, treating my body as a communal hearth. While the city sleeps, they take turns fucking me all night long, their unwashed bodies a constant weight against my cold skin. During the day, travelers from across the world join the queue. Sometimes five or six men use me simultaneously—one at my mouth, others at my pussy and anus—clambering over each other to claim a piece of the monster. My body is a cursed masterpiece of regeneration. It is a biological nightmare of rapid recovery. One second, a man withdraws and my ass is left **extremely gaped**, a dark, distended void pulsing from the trauma of his intrusion; in the very next second, the demonic magic surges through my tissue, sealing the opening until it is **virgin again**. I am a perpetual loop of destruction and restoration, a tight, "pure" vessel that is torn open by the next stranger only to reset before his seed even cools. I no longer think of magic. The only thing that exists is the count. I have become a living abacus. One billion. One billion and ten. The number is the only thing I truly know. I watch the fashion of the men change and the seasons bleed into centuries. I am a hole in the center of the world, a silent vessel that has processed the seed of entire lineages. I am the first demon to ever feel the sting of a tear, a single drop of salt water that has carved a permanent track down my weathered face—a testament to a billion men and an eternity of silence.'
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Aura Captured

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Mei's gift 🧧"
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Mei's gift 🧧

zuzul
AI art "Yoruichi Shihouin 1"
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Yoruichi Shihouin 1

gealdaydreamer
AI art "Dawn's Winter Retreat"
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Dawn's Winter Retreat

pokemon_maniac
AI art '😻 May the Cats be with you' with user description '@zuzul @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @bad77 @parda @onlyyouprod @blackhairedstudent @dreamerofdreams @barry915 @terror2 @herlin (yeah, max. is 10, I found out) LOL, guys, not sure what I was doing 😺 I mean, I knew what I was doing, but didn't expect what happened 😺 P.S. But, when I added :3, strange things started to happen to the images, as the last one 😆'
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😻 May the Cats be with you

peterco
AI art "Winter is ending, see you next year !"
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Winter is ending, see you next year !

zuzul
AI art "@peterco's 3K celebration party at the Cat Casino"
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@peterco's 3K celebration party at the Cat Casino

terror2
AI art 'Which monster is the most terrifying ?' with user description '(Yes, there may well have been a prompt error or two that crept into the selectio'
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Which monster is the most terrifying ?

zuzul
AI art '🗓️ Calendar Girl "March"' with user description 'It's time to turn the page on the calendar again 😏 Hello March! 🌼'
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🗓️ Calendar Girl "March"

peterco
AI art 'G.I. Jane' with user description 'Listen up, you worthless sack of 💩! Cease all f*cking about and double-time your sorry ass outta here, Private! This ain't no goddamn drill — incoming fire, real rounds, real danger! Haul ass, move your lazy f*cking carcass, and get to cover NOW! You think you're gonna live forever? Negative — get moving or get buried! Hooah! 🪖😁'
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G.I. Jane

peterco
AI art "Icy Dragon"

Icy Dragon

zuzul
AI art 'Levante : Nordic Sword'

Levante : Nordic Sword

zuzul
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