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AI art "Pokemon Easter Eggs"
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Pokemon Easter Eggs

terror2
AI art "Elemental Beauties"
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Elemental Beauties

octavian
AI art "Tatsumaki's rampage"
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Tatsumaki's rampage

setsunafox
AI art 'Blowing off steam - The Legend of Dalia' with user description 'After two long weeks of hard travel across the scorching Desert of Anima, Dalia and Athena finally arrived at the sprawling city of Nightvale. The moment they passed through the gates, Dalia’s sharp eyes spotted a curious little magic shop tucked between two larger buildings. “I want to check in there,” she said. “There might be records or rumors about the other Vicars.” Athena rolled her shoulders, her massive breasts straining against white lace. “Go ahead. I need to blow off some steam. I’ll be at the tavern.” They split up. Athena had barely sat down before she started drawing every eye in the place. The muscular, busty was impossible to ignore with both her body, rowdy demeaner and drinking ability. An older, burly blacksmith named Jace approached her with clear hunger in his eyes. Inside the dimly lit magic shop, Dalia approached the counter where a stunning mage with an absurdly large, heart-shaped ass stood organizing glowing crystals. Her name was Madeline. “Excuse me,” Dalia said politely. “I’m looking for information about the Vicars.” Madeline let out a soft laugh. “The Vicars? Those are just old children’s stories, sweetie. Ancient legends.” Dalia smiled confidently as she skimmed through a spell book. “They’re not myths. Two of them exist right now.” She let a small pulse of her Pleasure Vicar aura radiate outward. “And I am one of them.” Madeline’s eyes widened with sudden fascination. “Wait… you’re serious?” She leaned in, her massive ass jiggling slightly. “You have to tell me more. Bring your friend and meet me at my wizard tower tonight. Top floor of the Silver Spire.” Meanwhile, at the rowdy tavern, Athena and Jace retired to a cozy whore room where she let Jace suck her tits while she stroked him to get his cock ready. Soon, Jace was underneath her, groaning loudly as Athena rode him hard in cowgirl position, her powerful thighs flexing as she slammed down on his cock. She then switched to Amazon position — planting her feet on either side of him and squatting aggressively, fucking him senseless until the older blacksmith cried out and pumped her full of cum. By the time Dalia arrived an hour later to fetch her, the scene was glorious chaos. Half the men in the tavern had already been serviced. Several were slumped in chairs with blissed-out expressions, their cocks spent after receiving sloppy titjobs, blowjobs, or having their loads drained between Athena’s enormous breasts. Dalia stood in the doorway watching the debauchery with an amused smile. Athena gave Dalia a satisfied grin as cum rained on her from every direction. "I could get used to adventuring with you, Dalia!" Dalia just shrugged and laughed. “I guess a break was in order. You look like you had fun.” Athena wiped strands of cum from her breast and smirked. “Very necessary. I’m recharged now.” The two Vicars shared a laugh as the tavern patrons stared in awe at the pair of legendary beauties. The two of them left the tavern together, heading toward Madeline’s wizard tower with the promise of new answers… and possibly more trouble. @warmicestudios @peterco @gildenstein @cef_ultra @reptorn @terror2 @barry915 @casca_kirei-onna @onlyyouprod, @smut317 @parda, @bad77 @kendarfulgrim @murcie, @a_casual_prompter, @zesoul, @ririfake, @zerogroupe21 @dreamerofdreams'
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Blowing off steam - The Legend of Dalia

octavian
AI art 'Choose your own adventure: Lady of the Woods 3a' with user description '< this post continues from the 2a "yes" path > You do your best to nod an affirmation to the lady's question. Of course you deserve a second chance. You didn't ask for any of this, right? This wasn't your fault. It couldn't be. But the lady doesn't seem to agree. Her smirk deepens into something closer to contempt as her glowing eyes seem to peer directly into your thoughts. "You would say that. As always, greedy. Self absorbed. Deflecting blame. Humans rarely surprise me, but I was hoping you might be different." The formless world around you reverberates as though disturbed by some distant impact and the smoke closes in around you. "Unlike your kind though, I do keep my word. I offered you a choice. You decided. I would not make an offer if both outcomes weren't possible." She leans forward, magic beginning to gather in her palms like balls of green fire. "You shall have your second chance. But, I'll leave you fate in the hands of your own kind. Let us see if they choose to spare you, shall we?" The magic surges forth and you can feel yourself diminishing. The lady grows taller, or perhaps you are growing smaller, as what little sensation you still had of your body begins to fade away. When you regain consciousness, the world suddenly looks normal again. No smoke, no strange lights, no shimmering auras. But your mind still feels cloudy. Airy, even. Like you aren't thinking so much as drifting in a small pool of ideas and feelings. You try to move but you can no longer feel your limbs. Your arms feel thin and wiggly and you can't make them move at all. Your legs feel like they are bound together and you try in vain to wiggle them. You realize, to your horror, that you can't even look around. Your entire world is this single image of the forest clearing. And suddenly, the lady is here too. Sitting and singing just as she was when you first entered. You call for her, but you aren't sure if your mouth still works and she doesn't respond. After some time of this, maybe hours, maybe weeks, your hear footsteps approaching. A new human has entered the clearing, a man not so different from yourself. The lady greets him just as she had you. She gives him the same speech, and makes him the same offer of the magical flower. But then she turns to you. With only a hint of knowing in her eyes, she reaches out and grabs your stem, plucking you from the ground. Your legs have been severed. No, not your legs. Your roots. You scream internally, but to the outside world you are simply a flower and nothing more. The man has accepted the gift, just as you had. And in so doing, he has sealed your fate. She hands you over to the man, as your consciousness gives into the pain and begins to fade away. Your last sight, before your mind vanishes completely, is the lady's sad, but unwavering smile. Not looking at the new man, but at you, at your unseen eyes, perhaps truly wishing things had turned out differently. < Ending A - The Cycle of Nature - Reached >'
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Choose your own adventure: Lady of the Woods 3a

usagi77
AI art 'ヘ(°￢°)ノ' with user description 'Pick a Companion - Dark Mage - Rogue - Paladin - Assassin - Necromancer - Dragon Warrior - Berserker - Priestess - Summoner - Samurai - Bard - Monk'
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ヘ(°￢°)ノ

iiyama6122
AI art "XXX-Ranked Heroes: Set 3"
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XXX-Ranked Heroes: Set 3

thoughtzi
AI art "Death"
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Death

seraviel
AI art "Mmmmm thighs"
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Mmmmm thighs

tuskat
AI art "Tatsumaki"
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Tatsumaki

livinwe
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Phoenix blessed Kira

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