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AI art 'Parda's Date Night' with user description 'Cyndel Vale pulled up to @parda with a sultry smile. The night air was cool against her skin as they parked in a secluded spot just off the road. She'd been teasing him the whole drive over, crossing and uncrossing her legs, letting her hand brush against his thigh. This sex date was exactly what he craved—raw, spontaneous, and filthy.

"Come here," she purred, pulling him close by his shirt. Parda's hands were on her immediately, cupping her full, heavy breasts through the thin fabric. He squeezed them greedily, feeling her nipples harden under his palms. Cyndel moaned softly, arching her back to press them harder into his grip. "Mmm, you like that?"

With a wicked grin, she tugged down her blouse in one smooth motion. Parda groaned at the sight, his cock already straining against his pants as he stared.

She unzipped him eagerly. His thick dick sprang out, hard and throbbing. Cyndel wrapped her soft, warm breasts around his shaft, squeezing them together tightly for a deep, slippery titfuck.

"Fuck my tits, baby," she whispered, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes.

Parda thrust between them, groaning as her soft flesh milked him. After a few minutes of that heavenly pressure, Cyndel switched it up. She took him into her mouth, sucking his dick with wet, sloppy enthusiasm—bobbing her head, swirling her tongue around the shaft, and taking him deep until her lips kissed his base.

"Outside," she gasped, pulling back with a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.

She stood and bent over the hood of the car, hiking up her dress to reveal her bare, dripping pussy. Parda didn't hesitate. He slammed into her from behind, fucking her hard and deep right there in the open air. Cyndel's moans grew louder as he pounded her, one hand reaching around to grope her swinging tits. He grabbed a fistful of her long hair, yanking her head back as he thrust faster.

"Yes! Pull it harder," she cried, pushing back against him. The intense rhythm sent waves of pleasure through her until Parda tensed up, burying himself deep and cumming hard inside her while gripping her hair like reins.

As he started to pull out, still pulsing, Cyndel spun around and squatted down gracefully. She took his slick cock back into her mouth, sucking and stroking the last drops of his load from him, swallowing every bit with a satisfied hum. She licked him clean, then looked up with a playful smile, wiping her lips.

"Mmm, that was a good time, Parda. Thanks for the hot fuck." She stood up, adjusting her dress casually. "Now... what's your friend @warmicestudios' number? I think I'd like to see what he can do next."

@peterco @zuzul @cef_ultra @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @casca_kirei-onna'

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Parda's Date Night

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AI art 'The hotel maid was actually supposed to clean the hotel room....'

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The hotel maid was actually supposed to clean the hotel room....

AI art 'Magic Potions (Chapter 4)' with user description 'Hi everyone! Here's chapter 4 in Ankha & Tara's story!

— Story time —

Tara finally got hold of her old friend, who might be able to help with Ankha’s nightmares. She lives far away, but she offered them to stay at her dorm room for the weekend once exams were finished.

“Hey, Ankha—wake up. We’re almost there.”

Ankha stirred in the passenger seat and blinked at the coastal city spreading across the horizon.

“Whoa. She lives THERE? Why have we never visited?”

“Because it took ten hours,” Tara said, voice teasing. “Not that you noticed. You were dead to the world the whole way.”

“Sorry. First decent sleep I’ve had in weeks. Credit to your driving, I guess.”

Just before they reached the city limits the car's navigation started acting up.

“Connection lost? Great. Please help me look, Ankha. She said the academy has a huge clock tower.”

After more than an hour of circling, they finally spotted it. They parked and walked toward the imposing building, stopping under the carved sign.

“College of the Magical Arts,” Ankha read. “That explains why you never told me what she studies. You sure this is a good idea?”

“No turning back now.”

Inside they found a vast library hall. Ankha looked around, disappointed.

“I expected something more… magical? This just looks like a regular library.”

Tara ignored the comment and asked for directions to the dorms. Soon they stood in front of a red door marked 'R. Caldwell'.

Tara knocked. The door drifted open. “Runie? We’re here!”

No answer. They stepped inside. Shelves full of glass bottles with brightly colored liquids lined the walls.

“Are all of these magic potions?” Ankha whispered.

“Don’t touch anything. We have no idea what they do.”

Ankha wandered anyway—until a small green slime bounced into view on a desk.

“Tara, look! He’s adorable!” She poked it gently. The slime jiggled happily.

“I JUST said don’t touch anything! It could be dangerous!”

“Dangerous? This cutey?” Ankha kept poking.

“Maybe we should leave a note and come back later.”

As Tara reached for a pen, the door creaked again. A girl in a purple witch outfit stood in the doorway.

“RUNIE!”

“TARA!”

They collided in a tight hug.

“How were exams?”

“Mostly fine—I’ll explain later. You’re over an hour late. I thought you’d gotten lost inside the acadamy, so I went looking.”

“My navigation died the second we hit the city. We had to find this place the hard way.”

“That tracks. Tech’s been acting weird lately. Something in the air, maybe.” Runie turned to Ankha with a bright smile. “And you must be Ankha. Nice to meet you! I see you’ve already made friends with Gooey. He’s usually shy around strangers.”

“Hi, Runie. Thanks for having us. So the little guy's name is Gooey, huh?”

At the sound of his name the slime launched itself off the desk. Ankha yelped, stumbled backward, and crashed into a shelf. A purple bottle tipped and poured its contents over her.

Purple smoke exploded outward. When it cleared, Ankha’s ears and tail were gone. Her fur had vanished. She stared at her suddenly smooth, human hands in horror.

“What—where are my ears? My tail? My FUR?”

Runie clapped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t panic! I have a reverse potion somewhere—Oh, why don’t I ever label these?” She scrambled through bottles. “Orange? No, that's for underwater breathing… Maybe this white one?" She snifs at the bottle and her face quickly sours. "Nope! That's the milk I forgot to finish last week—ugh—aha!” She grabbed a round yellow flask and spun around.

As she started to walk over to Ankha, her foot caught the carpet and she pitched forward. The bottle flew from her hand and smashed square in Tara’s face.

Yellow smoke bloomed. When it faded, Tara stood transformed into a full lioness-girl—mane, tail, claws, and all.

Ankha took one look and burst into helpless laughter, tears streaming down her face. “It even took your clothes! That expression when the bottle hit your face was priceless!”

Tara’s ears flattened. She turned to Runie, who was still searching the floor for her glasses.

“Runie, are any of these potions dangerous?”

“N-no! We’re not allowed to keep harmful ones in the dorms, but—”

“That's all I needed to know.”

Tara seized an open red potion and flung it at Ankha. Red smoke erupted. Ankha emerged as a scarlet demongirl. And now her clothes were gone too.

“Hey! That was on purpose!”

“You think? Not so funny now, is it?” Tara grabbed another bottle and dumped it over herself. Blue smoke swirled; she became a sleek water sprite.

The two of them stalked toward each other, already arguing about whose fault the whole mess was. Runie finally found her glasses, stood up, and surveyed the chaos of the spilled potions, and the two furious, transformed girls in the middle of her dorm room.

She let out a long, weary sigh. This wasn't how she'd envisioned reuniting with her dear friend after such a long time...

— To be continued —

A big thank you to @usagi77 for allowing me to work with his OC Runie! ❤️'

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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.6: The Chang Case Part 7' with user description 'Case File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 7
Classified: For Official Use Only

A notification appears on the holographic interface, bathing the dark room in a red glow.
???: Sir, Amber has been destroyed.
Brian: Really? What a waste; I’m going to miss her perfect little asshole.
???: One of the Knight Sabers and the detective with the cybernetic arms defeated her.
Brian: How is that possible? Even if Amber wasn't the latest model, she should have had the upper hand.
???: She did, but the detective doesn't have ordinary cybernetic arms; she possesses an EMP that doesn't affect her own limbs.
Brian: They exploited her weakness. Clever—but how did they know?
???: She was contacted just before they used the EMP; I can't trace it. It’s an intelligence-grade encryption.
Brian: The old man won't like this. Ruby, compile a database and then come here.
Ruby: Done.

A slender young woman with an expressionless face looks up from the interface. She stands and slips off her black dress; she looks exactly like Amber, except for her red eyes and hair, and she shares the same diabolical laugh. Ruby moves toward Brian.

Brian: Ruby, you and Sapphire will take care of the Knight Sabers. Understood?
Ruby: Yes, Sir!

Brian looks down into two sapphire-green eyes while his cock is buried deep in her throat. She is bound with red ropes—not to restrain her, but simply as part of the act—as she lets Brian fuck her throat. Her gaze mirrors Ruby's. Brian slowly withdraws his cock from her throat and rubs it across her face. That same diabolical smile now plays across her features as well.

Sapphire: Yes, Sir! And the detective?
Brian: Ruby, contact the space station.
Ruby: Establishing the connection.
Brian: Crystal! I have a mission for you! Come back to Earth!
Ruby: Crystal is coming back to us?

A woman appears on the interface who looks exactly like the other two, yet she has silver hair and eyes that look even more dangerous. The grin on her face makes one's blood run cold.

Crystal: As you wish, sir!

That was close—too close. I rise from my crouch and stare at Amber’s burning remains. The pilot of the power suit does the same. I can hear the sirens of the reinforcements approaching and look in the direction they are coming from. When I turn back to the power suit, I realize it has vanished. Then it occurs to me that Linna must be here, too.

Hana: Linna, where are you?

She steps out from behind a dumpster.

Hana: Linna, are you hur...

I don't get any further; she rushes toward Irene. I grab her arm and hold her back, gently but firmly.

Hana: Linna, please don't—this is a crime scene now.
Linna: I have to help Irene...
Hana: I'm so sorry... There's nothing more that can be done for Irene...
Linna: No... She's... ali...ve...

I pull Linna into an embrace as the undeniable truth crashes down on her and she begins to weep uncontrollably. I only vaguely register the arrival of the reinforcements—the concerned faces of Leon, Delay, and even Captain Tanaka. After a friend named Sylia picks Linna up and assures me she’ll look after her, we begin securing the evidence. A few hours later, Captain Tanaka sends me home. I can't deny that the night's events have taken a heavy toll on me. On the way home, I try to reach Akiko; I need someone to talk to. But she’s working tonight... Dejected, I open my apartment door, wanting nothing more than to go to bed. The tension of the evening drains away, and I begin to cry. We who survived—we who tried everything to save Irene’s life—must now accept, with heavy hearts, that she is no longer among us. Some suffer because there was nothing they could do; others, because they weren't strong or fast enough. Genom will pay for this; those who do not value a human life will feel the full force of the law—even if it is the last thing I ever do. I feel so alone... Ryu... where... are you? I need you... so... much...

You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'

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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.6: The Chang Case Part 7

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AI art '🏴‍☠️ The Great Credit Heist' with user description 'I have enough! 🤬

After burning through all my credits like a drunken sailor on shore leave, I decided it was time for a new adventure.

So I assembled the most dangerous crew of 16 hentai pirate girls the seas have ever seen. Armed with nothing but seductive smiles, skimpy outfits, and overwhelming lewd energy, they set sail to “borrow” credits from every poor soul they encounter:

@octavian @warmicestudios @zuzul @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @casca_kirei-onna @zerogroupe21

Beware, mateys… the "Sirens of Solvency" have arrived to plunder your harbors!

1. Captain Scarlet "Booty" Rackham
2. Anne "Double A" Bonny
3. Black Bella Pearl
4. Red Velvet Read
5. Princess Pegleg
6. Long Jane Silver
7. Mad Moxie Sparrow
8. Isabella "Deep Throat" Drake
9. Lusty Lizzy the Lash
10. Kinky Keira Kidd
11. One-Eyed Ellie
12. Crazy Carla "Mad Moans" Morgan – Beautiful but completely unhinged
13. Naughty Nell Roberts
14. Siren Selina
15. Daisy "Titty" Jones
16. Pinkie Pearl – Sweet pink shirt, big doe eyes, suspiciously pure, until, yeah....'

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🏴‍☠️ The Great Credit Heist

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AI art 'Idol Gang 🎤🌟' with user description '@goobygubby @terror2 @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @bad77 @barry915 @peterco @zesoul @zerogroupe21 @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @heihund @casca_kirei-onna @reptorn @a_casual_prompter @artfx85'

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Idol Gang 🎤🌟

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AI art 'Ankha & Tara as inspired by YOU TOO!' with user description 'About 3 weeks ago, Octavian made a post honoring 10 of the most creative minds on BetterWaifu.
I was very honored to be included in that list and after I made a post to honor them back, I decided to share the love even further and feature 10* more creators who inspire me on BetterWaifu.

I went through everybody's accounts and picked out my personal favorites to pay tribute to.
I adhered to the 3 golden rules originally set by Octavian:

1) If there was a remix, I remixed it.
2) If there was no prompt, I made my own interpretation.
3) NO REFERENCE SHOT.

Last time I only picked out 1 image per creator. This time I wanted to include as much material as possible, so now it's 3 different posts per person! 🤯
I randomized the order, so it's not from best to worst or anything like that.

If you see anything you like, please check out the original creator's account and give them a follow!

#1 - 3: @thoughtzi
- A Small Show of Gratitude
- Eye Candy
- A Wild Waifusaurus

I really enjoy your posts about the internationally celebrated days of [insert thing to celebrate]. I love how random they can get! International Tiara Day? World Thick Shake Day!? Who even decides these things!? 😂

#4 - 6: @shoon1234
- outdoor showering (shower show)
- naked library
- no locker room

The world you create inside your posts always makes me laugh! It's very funny to think about how these 'What if...?' scenarios would turn out in the real world!

#7 - 9: @smut317
- Warmicestudios Congrats on Getting 2K Followers
- Introducing Annie
- 100 Followers

Anything involving your OC Ouka always gets my complete attention! She gives off such a nice and sweet vibe, but she also isn't afraid of using her body to get what she wants! 😍

#10 - 12: @usagi77
- When the love potion works a little too well…
- Level Grinding
- Fruit Girls

Your recent series in which we got to date all your OC's was phenomenal and criminally underviewed! Of course I also enjoyed your previous posts but I think these dates were all pulled off tremendously! ❤️❤️❤️

#13 - 15: @gildenstein
- Cyberpunk Hana Backstory Part 5
- Just calling a good friend
- Neon light Hana

You've allowed me the honor of working with some of your OC's before and I'm truly grateful to you! I'm generally not really a big fan of cyberpunk, but your 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD' series actually got me interested in a cyberpunk story for once. If that's not a sign of greatness, I don't know what is!

#16 - 18: @grumshanks_bigman
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Untitled

I think I'm allowed to call myself the No.1 Ankha appreciater on BetterWaifu, but you are definitely the biggest Shantae fan on this platform! You upload images of her almost daily and I think they are all very high quality! Recently you've started creating videos as well and I don't think there's a single bad one in there!
I do think it's unfortunate you don't name your posts though. Maybe you could name them like like: 'Shantae fellatio (1)' and 'Shantae & Rottytops tentacle fucked (4)'. They don't all have to be original names. Just a way for viewers (like me) to tell them apart. 😉

#19 - 21: @deathmask123
- Furries
- Love is War- War over
- Drowzee Hunting- *series in general*

For the longest time I had been trying to recreate the style in your posts without any luck. I was so jealous of how your 'dark rooms' looked like, well... actually dark rooms! 😂 That is, until I finally found the secret sauce when putting this post together! I love all your 'Drowzee Hunting' posts! They can be very hot, creepy and funny at the same time!

#22 - 24: @eric_pulgar
- cant hold anymore! (1)
- selfie!
- beach day (4)

I don't think you've shared your OC's names yet, but I love all the little scenes you put the two pink haired girls in! It's all very vanilla, but you prove that this doesn't have to mean that it's boring!

#25 - 27: @doggomage
- Miki The Punk
- Miki Strikes Again
- Mind Controlled Girl

Miki's posts are some of my favorites on the entirety of BetterWaifu! I just had to dedicate more than one of the images to her story! I also wanted to pay honor to Hana, but neither Ankha's nor Tara's bodies were a good representation of her, eh... completeness? 😅

#28 - 30: @ririfake
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Hidden sex?

Wow! Just wow! So many wonderful pieces to choose from! Your posts always immediately stand out from the rest because of their colorful and artistic nature! You've introduced me to so many girls inspired by animals and monsters I didn't even know existed!
While you title some of your posts, most of them are still untitled unfortunately. Like I mentioned before, a title helps a lot in differentiating your posts from one another. They don't all have to be completely different names. Just number them if you don't want to think up a lot of different titles for your monster girls!

*My stupid monkey brain screwed up, because I actually planned to include 1 more creator in here. @happo's images will be in a separate post. I'm very sorry! 😖'

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Ankha & Tara as inspired by YOU TOO!

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AI art "Professional shot"

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Professional shot

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AI art '2k followers - Unreleased images' with user description 'Thank you all for hitting 2,000 followers! in celebration, i'm releasing some of my shots since i started.

#1 is the first prompt I ever did.
#2 is the first render of the Vale Sisters
#3 - #9 are unreleased original characters
#10 - #19 are character prompts unused
#20 - #26 Unreleased sex poses
#29 most recent prompt'

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2k followers - Unreleased images

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AI art "Soulless Suka"

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Soulless Suka

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Master

Master

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AI art "Fluffy crop top"

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Fluffy crop top

AI art 'Special Live Concert for 500 Followers' with user description 'Thanks you all so much for reaching this Milestone 🥰 Today Priss and the Knights Sabers featuring my self will perfom only for 😁 We Play the Song Runaways from The Midnight we wish you all fun enjoy it.

This link leads to the Song and a little bonus 😘:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fizeYP2Z1Asxl4G_xMSAyJdCztG3k65J/view?usp=drivesdk

Lyrics:

When the sun is going down
Sinking to the ground
Don't you get that feeling?
Yeah
Like you got to get away
'Cause baby, if we stay
We might stop believing
Yeah

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
Looking for that feeling

You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming, looking for that feeling
You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming, looking for that feeling

Sun is going down
Over this town
Don't you get that feeling?
Yeah
We got to get away
'Cause baby, if we stay
We're going to hit that ceiling
Feel like disappearing (oh-oh)

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
Looking for that feeling

You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling
You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling
You wanna run away (run away)
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late (you know it's not too late)
California dreaming (oh-oh)
Looking for that feeling

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
(Before the summer fades)
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
California dreaming (oh)
Looking for that feeling

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
(Before the summer fades)
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling.

@octavian @warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco'

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Special Live Concert for 500 Followers

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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5' with user description 'Case File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5
Classified: For Official Use Only
Note: For Full experience playback this File: https://youtu.be/5dNP-a-XXx0?si=pyc3EIw8yG8XyEEX

There’s the alley—I have to hurry; if Amber is really going after Irene, every second counts.

Back on the street:

God, Irene... where’s my phone? I... I need to call Sylia. My fingers are still shaking; I can't manage to dial her number. I use the voice command to start the call. It rings, and what feels like an eternity later, Sylia answers.

Linna: Sylia, I urgently need help...
Sylia: Linna, catch your breath first. What happened? Are you okay?
Linna: No, the Boomer bodyguard shot at me and is now going after Irene.
Sylia: LINNA! Are you hurt?
Linna: No, just a graze. Please, you have to send Priss to me right away. Nene needs to track my smartphone so Priss knows where to go. I’m switching to my earpiece.
Sylia: Okay. I’ll contact Priss immediately.

I rush from the sofa into the study; the holographic interfaces spring to life. A password prompt lights up on one of them.

Sylia: Knights Errant. Establish contact with Priss and Nene immediately.

The system pings in confirmation, and two windows open.

Sylia: Priss, Nene—we have an emergency. Linna has been shot, and Irene’s life is in danger. Nene, track Linna’s smartphone and relay the coordinates to Priss.
Priss: Understood. I’m getting ready for deployment.
Nene: On it.

A third window opens, and Linna joins the call.

Linna: I’m chasing her on foot! Priss, you have to hurry—it’s the Boomer bodyguard from the Genom building. It’s a matter of life and death!
Priss: I’m already on my way. Nene, the coordinates!
Nene: Sending them now; they should appear on your interface any second.

Meanwhile, in the side alley:

A lovely evening. I hope Linna gets home safely. What is that sound? A clacking noise like high heels—but who would walk through this alley in high heels? I turn around and freeze; it’s *her*. The laughter on her face comes straight from hell. Screams escape me and tears stream down my face as I run away from her. The clacking of her shoes grows louder; she’s chasing me. I... I... I’m panicking, I can’t breathe... I stumble and fall to the ground. Panic completely takes hold of me; desperately, I roll onto my back. Too late—she’s already over me...

In another alleyway:

That scream—that was Irene’s voice... Damn it...

Hana: This is Detective Amano; I need immediate backup at my coordinates! A Boomer attack! I repeat, a Boomer attack!

I draw my weapon. Please hang in there, Irene.

At the AD Police Tower:

Nene: Linna, Detective Amano is near you; she just called for backup.
Linna: God, that can't be...

A scream blares from the speakers.

Linna: Priss! For the love of God, hurry!
Priss: I’ll be there in two minutes!

Back in the alleyway:

Just around the corner now. I ready myself to fire instantly, then round the bend. The sight before me makes my blood run cold. Irene lies lifeless on her back; her eyes are vacant. Amber is covered head to toe in her blood. Her gaze holds absolute madness. Linna comes running from another alley; she freezes in her tracks and claps a hand over her mouth.

Amber: Excellent—you’re coming to me. That saves me the trouble.
Hana: Linna, take cover—now!

I whip my weapon up and fire! The bullets ricochet off her skull. Damn... My eyes land on something approaching from behind Amber. A figure in a blue power suit? It’s closing in at incredible speed. A metallic sound rings out every time its foot hits the ground. Without slowing down, it attacks Amber and hurls her to the ground.

???: I'm gonna finish you off, bitch!

You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'

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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5

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AI art 'Sleppy girls'

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Sleppy girls

AI art 'Which one is your favorite?'

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Which one is your favorite?

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AI art 'Snake Girl Appreciation 🐍' with user description 'I forgot who asked for more snake girl, but you know who you are I guess.

Enjoy the sexy snek shenanigans.'

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Snake Girl Appreciation 🐍

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Princess Daisy: Showtime!

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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.2: The Chang Case Part 3' with user description 'Case File 2.2: The Chang Case Part 3
Classified: For Official Use Only

Brian J. Mason—I need to have Chris run a background check on him; that guy has more to hide than I’m comfortable with. I’ll deal with that later, though; first, I should speak with the three women. There’s a park located in front of the Genom building; I hope they’re waiting for me there—I desperately need some answers. A few minutes later, I find the three of them. The woman who was attacked by... what was her name again? Oh, right—Amber. She is sitting on a set of stairs, visibly shaken; her face is injured, and tears are streaming down her cheeks. The other two look dejected; the woman with long brunette hair is still rubbing her neck. She’s lucky Amber didn’t break her neck. They notice me as I approach them.

Hana: Thanks for waiting for me. I honestly didn't expect you to still be here. I’m Hana Amano—a detective with the Homicide Division of the AD Police. And you are?

Sobbing, the woman on the stairs answers first, followed by the dark-haired woman.

Irene: Irene Chang.
Linna: I’m Linna, and this is Priss. We’re friends of Irene’s.

The long-haired brunette looks at me with disdain but says nothing. She’s reckless—and that’s dangerous. I shouldn’t underestimate her.

Hana: Okay. Would one of you please explain what happened back there in the lobby? I didn't realize what was going on until Irene was already on the floor and Priss was being strangled by that Boomer bodyguard. Yes—Amber is a Boomer.

It’s strange: when I mention that Amber is a Boomer, Irene is the only one who adopts a look of concern; the other two don't seem surprised at all.

Hana: Irene, what did you want from Mr. Mason?
Irene: He was my husband’s supervisor. Roy was at the facility that exploded, and...

Her voice breaks, and she begins to sob as her grief overwhelms her.

Irene: I... still... haven't... heard... from him...

Her composure shatters amidst her tears, and she simply weeps uncontrollably. Roy? Roy Chang? I read that name on the list of victims. She doesn't know yet... She came here clinging to the hope that he might still be alive. I walk over to her and take her hand.

Hana: I’m so sorry. Your husband didn't survive the explosion. I don't know the exact circumstances yet, but his name was on the list of victims.

The expressions on the other two women's faces darken; Irene looks to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown. By telling her the truth, I’ve stripped away the very last shred of hope she had that her husband was still alive.

Priss: Oh, just great, Ms. AD Police. I’ve had enough—I’m leaving.

Priss pushes herself away from the pillar she’d been leaning against and walks away. I don't stop her, as I’m still occupied with Irene. Linna, however, stays behind and walks over to join us.

Linna: Please don't be angry with Priss. She... hasn't had very good experiences—neither with Boomers nor with the AD Police.
Hana: I understand. Linna, right? Did Irene do anything that might have given Amber a reason to use force?
Linna: No, she just briefly touched Mason on the arm, and then...
Hana: I understand. Thank you for the information. Could you please look after Irene? She really shouldn't be alone right now.
Linna: Of course. I’ll do that.

Linna helps the still-sobbing Irene to her feet, says her goodbyes, and leads her away. I stay behind for a few minutes to gather my thoughts. Finally, I head back to my car. I bring up my holographic interface to document everything, then I send all the data to Chris; I’m hoping he can find a connection.

A few days later:

I encouraged Irene to come to the gym with me, and today, she finally worked up the courage to do it. She still isn't feeling well, but it’s a start; I can’t even begin to imagine what she’s going through right now. After we finish our workout, we linger for a bit to talk about Roy.

Linna: I understand—he wanted to make more time for you once the project was over.
Irene: The project was important to him, but...

She gazes pensively at the ring she wears on her right hand. I touch her on the shoulder, and she looks up at me.

Linna: I’m here for you, Irene. Come on, let’s take a shower, and then I’ll take you home.
Irene: Thanks, Linna. What would I ever do without you?

I offer her my hand; she takes it, and I help her to her feet. We both take a long, thorough shower; she seems to enjoy washing away all that heavy emotional baggage. It takes us about twenty minutes to get ready and leave the gym. We still have to walk through a section of the shopping street to reach the parking lot. Irene considers whether she needs anything else, but she doesn't stop at any of the stalls. I let my gaze wander over the merchandise on display. Suddenly, something catches her attention.

Irene: Uh, Linna—tell me, isn't that your car getting towed right over there?
Linna: What do you mean...?

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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.2: The Chang Case Part 3

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