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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 "Refining Carmen"
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Refining Carmen

parda
AI art "Little-Dancing-Cloud aiming"
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Little-Dancing-Cloud aiming

zuzul
AI art '🧘‍♀️ Naked Yoga'
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🧘‍♀️ Naked Yoga

peterco
AI art 'Call On Me' with user description 'Nobody remembers the workout routine. Nobody remembers how many calories were burned. Nobody remembers a single exercise. Somehow... Everybody remembers the video. 📷 😍'
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Call On Me

reptorn
AI art 'Finding the Light: The Creation of White Raven 🕊️🎨' with user description 'Designing her wasn’t about choosing colors; it was about capturing a feeling. I wanted to create someone who felt like a ghost of the morning—a presence that was both fragile and piercing. The process started with a single concept: 'The reverse of the night.' I spent several attempts perfecting those tattoos. She was meant to be the counterpoint to the darkness I usually explore. This set is the result of that obsession with detail. This is White Raven, is several models and styles.'
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Finding the Light: The Creation of White Raven 🕊️🎨

cef_ultra
AI art "🏳️‍🌈 Journey Across The Rainbow 🏳️‍🌈"
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🏳️‍🌈 Journey Across The Rainbow 🏳️‍🌈

terror2
AI art "Go sport"
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Go sport

zuzul
AI art 'Happy Mother's Day!' with user description 'In a lot of different countries all over the world May 10th is Mother's Day! Here's a selection of 14 of the hottest moms in videogames, movies, cartoons and anime. (And 1 not so hot.) Do you have a favorite or was she missing from this list? Please share it in the comments down below. (Prompts are hidden because every image was upscaled with the HD Enhance Face tool, making them essentially useless.) In all seriousness, today is the day we should all show some appreciation to the most important woman in our lives. She has been there for you since the very start and you should be thankful for that. If you haven't already done so today, tell her how grateful you are for everything she's done for you. It would probably make her really happy and she deserves it. Bye bye!'
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Happy Mother's Day!

terror2
AI art "Hilda Impregnation"

Hilda Impregnation

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ulyth
AI art "Some Abandoned Favorites"
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Some Abandoned Favorites

dreamerofdreams
AI art "Rinoa Selphie"
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Rinoa Selphie

zulubulu
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)

terror2
AI art "Rent-A-Girlfriend Cosplay Photoshoot (Part 1/2: Ruka & Sumi)"
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Rent-A-Girlfriend Cosplay Photoshoot (Part 1/2: Ruka & Sumi)

terror2
AI art 'Tomb Raider'
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Tomb Raider

surbgent
AI art 'Penalty for improper equipment. 🚫💖' with user description 'The court is empty, the final set is over, but the real match has just begun. Forget the score; in this arena, there are no rules, and the boundary lines are just suggestions. ​Dressed for a private tournament, ready to do some cardio.'
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Penalty for improper equipment. 🚫💖

cef_ultra
AI art "Office Lady's gym photoshoot part 1"
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Office Lady's gym photoshoot part 1

salazar01
AI art "Have you acknowledged your tribal queens?"
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Have you acknowledged your tribal queens?

octavian
AI art 'Poke Girl - Athletics' with user description 'They love their sports, but there's one activity that they all love even more... Let me know who your favorite is, and I may explore one of the girls in more detail.'
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Poke Girl - Athletics

duckky2678
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