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AI art 'Danganronpa 3 Glass pt1' with user description 'Pt 1 of danganronpa 3 girls ❤️'
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Danganronpa 3 Glass pt1

blackhairedstudent
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Sans titre

wesley33
AI art 'Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)' with user description 'I hear there’s a maniac around at night. … (It’s me, I’m the maniac)'
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Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)

usagi77
AI art 'Maki Casting' with user description 'The rain lashed against the cold glass of the skyscraper’s penthouse, mirroring the rhythmic thrum of my pulse. I moved through the vents like a shadow, my red scrunchies the only splash of color in the dark machinery of the ventilation shaft. My target: the CEO of a multi-national conglomerate who had been funding shadow wars. He was supposed to be alone. I dropped from the ceiling with a silent, lethal grace, my dagger already unsheathed. But as my boots hit the plush carpet, blinding spotlights erupted from every corner, illuminating twenty men in tactical gear with rifles aimed at my chest. In the center stood the CEO, a man with a cruel, polished smile. "Maki Harukawa," he purred. "The Ultimate Assassin. Did you really think I wouldn't be ready?" I tightened my grip on my blade, scanning the room. Twenty elite guards, high-caliber weapons, zero cover. To fight was to die in a hail of lead before I could take a single step. I let the dagger fall. The metallic clang echoed through the silent room. "Fine," I said, my voice as flat as a grave. "I lost. You can take my life now. Just make it quick." The CEO stepped forward, his eyes roaming over my body with a sickening, predatory hunger. "Your life? Now? Oh, Maki, you aren't going to die so soon. We’re going to use you. Every single one of us." They took me to a room tucked away in the back of the penthouse—a jarring, horrific contrast to the rest of the building. It was completely pink. Pink walls, pink rugs, pink satin. They stripped me of my gear, but they didn't bind me. They didn't need to. With twenty armed men standing guard and the CEO watching like a hawk, they knew I had nowhere to go. I stood there in the center of that soft, neon nightmare, exposed and surrounded. For the next two hours, the room was a blur of heat and degradation. The CEO and his twenty guards descended upon me like animals. Because I wasn't bound, they moved me as they pleased, forcing me into various positions on the plush floor and against the velvet walls. They used me in every way possible, their lust driven by the thrill of conquering the world's most dangerous woman. They were relentless, taking turns with a primal, chaotic energy. They used my mouth, my pussy, and my anal passage with a bruising, heavy-handed greed. I felt the weight of them and the staggering girth of men who thought they had finally broken me. But as they hammered into me, as they filled my orifices with their filth, they didn't notice the subtle, sweet scent emanating from my skin. I wasn't fighting back—not because I had given up, but because I was waiting. Before the mission, I had prepared for the worst-case scenario. I had coated the linings of my three orifices with a highly concentrated, slow-release sedative—a calming toxin designed to be absorbed through mucosal contact. I had taken the antidote hours prior. Every time they used me, every time they drove themselves into my body, they were unknowingly dosing themselves with a powerful paralytic. One by one, the guards began to stumble. The CEO, who was currently over me, his face twisted in a mask of hedonistic joy, suddenly felt his eyes glaze over. His movements slowed, becoming sluggish and heavy. "W-What... what is this?" he gasped, his tongue thick. "Do you want to die?" I whispered. He collapsed on top of me, a dead weight. Around the room, heavy thuds followed as all twenty men hit the floor, their bodies completely paralyzed but their hearts still beating. I stood up, my body aching and coated in the evidence of their depravity, but my mind was clearer than it had been all night. I walked over to where they had tossed my dagger and picked it up. "You said you were going to use me," I said, looking down at the CEO as he stared up with wide, terrified eyes. "But in the end, you were just the delivery system for your own execution." I moved through the room with methodical precision. One stroke for each guard. One final, slow cut for the man in the center. By the time I walked out of that pink room, the only color left on the walls was the deep, dark crimson of a mission finally completed. I disappeared into the rain, leaving the "dollhouse" behind forever.'
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Maki Casting

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Medieval roleplay"
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Medieval roleplay

ririfake
AI art 'Let's go cosplay part 2' with user description 'The rest of the girls want to join the cosplay fun as well! Can you guess who they all are?'
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Let's go cosplay part 2

octavian
AI art 'Yor playing with her ass'
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Yor playing with her ass

valtek
AI art "ARRESTED!!!"
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ARRESTED!!!

warmicestudios
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Sans titre

valtek
AI art "Erza Scarlet: Outfit Showcase"
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Erza Scarlet: Outfit Showcase

thoughtzi
AI art "Red Flag ?"
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Red Flag ?

zuzul
AI art 'Stealth-chan'
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Stealth-chan

usagi77
AI art 'Yor doing her assassination jobs again, but failed miserably this time'
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Yor doing her assassination jobs again, but failed miserably this time

gengoofball
AI art "Tomboy thief"
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Tomboy thief

tonygmanch
AI art 'Arcane Style Vi' with user description 'Tried a new style, what do u think?'
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Arcane Style Vi

evoralan
AI art '🧅'
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🧅

a_casual_prompter
AI art 'Red M thief.'
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Red M thief.

dolmic1
AI art 'Psycholove'

Psycholove

lupacal
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Sans titre

nezara
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1.2: The Body from Pier 17 Part 3' with user description 'Case File 1.2: The Body from Pier 17 Part 3 Classified: Private After taking a shower, I take a moment to catch up on the news. They are reporting on the Aqua City incident and broadcasting the official statement from the USSD. I listen with only half an ear, as I still need to write the report on the case, and Akiko will be arriving soon. The glow of the holographic monitor makes me drowsy and I lose track of time... when suddenly, the doorbell rings. I quickly save my report and head to the door, it’s Akiko and she has brought the ingredients for dinner. As I open the door, her mouth curves into a smile as she bites her lower lip. Akiko: "Hey, Hana—you really didn't have to dress so sexily just for me." She says flatteringly. I look at her with tired eyes, not understanding what she means, until it suddenly dawns on me that I am clad in nothing but a tank top and panties. My face turns bright red as I invite her inside. Hana: "I'm so sorry! I was working right up until you got here. Why don't you go on into the kitchen and start prepping the food? I'll go get dressed in the meantime." Hana hurriedly leaves the hallway, fortunately, I already know my way around her apartment. It’s a shame, though, she really didn't need to put clothes on just for my sake. I head into the kitchen and set down the groceries I brought with me. Then I start washing the vegetables and look around for a cutting board. Once I’ve found one, I begin slicing the vegetables and meat for the curry. I can’t get the captivating image of her, all flushed and blushing, out of my head... A few moments later, Hana enters the kitchen, she is wearing a blue shirt and black leggings. Hana: "I'm back, Akiko! How can I help you?" Akiko: "Help me? Well, I do have an idea..." I say sweetly, setting down my knife, walking over to her, taking her hand, and pulling her close. God, I can’t control myself; I lean in and kiss her on her sweet mouth. Her lips are so tender, sending a wave of euphoria through me and I deepen the kiss. A soft gasp escapes her throat as I trail further kisses down the length of her neck. I begin to tenderly massage her breasts, it doesn’t take long before I’ve bared them completely. Hana: Akiko. Both her nipples are already hard, and I tease them playfully. Hana: Akiko? My hand trails down her stomach, reaching toward her... Hana: Akiko, what are you doing? I open my eyes and look into Hana’s confudsed face. I blush just as she does as I snap out of my daydream. Akiko: I... I... uh... I really need to use the Bathroom! I blurt out, rushing past her and into the bathroom... Hana: What on earth was that all about?! I shut the door behind me, I can’t believe that just happened. Oh God... my legs are damp from the wetness flowing from my core. I can’t help myself, I pull down my leggings, activate the "calibration mode" of my arms, and work my little pearl until I climax. What is she doing to me? Good grief, Akiko has been in the bathroom for twenty minutes now, and I’ve already finished cooking dinner. I set the food on the dining table and lay out the cutlery just as the bathroom door opens and Akiko returns. She looks exhausted. Hana: Come on, dinner’s ready. Akiko: I could really use that right now. We both sit down at the table and dig in. The curry is delicious, we both go back for seconds before finally finishing up. She clears away the dishes while I take a seat on the sofa. Now comes the part I’ve been dreading... She emerges from the kitchen and takes a seat across from me. Akiko: You wanted to talk to me about something, didn't you? Hana: Yes... I tell her what I can, her expression grows more troubled as I continue. As I reach the end, her face brightens once again. Akiko: I understand... at least he can't hurt you anymore. Thank you for talking to me about this. I'm sorry, but I really have to get going now. Hana: That's alright. Thank you for listening to me, Akiko. We exchange smiles as she stands up and heads toward the apartment door. I follow her as we say our goodbyes, and she gives me a wave before she leaves. 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 1.2: The Body from Pier 17 Part 3

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