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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

AI art "Danganronpa 3 Glass pt1"

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Danganronpa 3 Glass pt1

blackhairedstudent

AI art 'Quiet presents a target'

Quiet presents a target

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AI art 'Nixi and the sweetness of the magicians. part ? maybe...' with user description 'It occurred to me that it would be good to create a character of each different race, like: orcs, elves, fairy, etc. And to make a story for the most supported ones as was the case with Nixi. And to bring them together in the same world, as is the case with Miler.'

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Nixi and the sweetness of the magicians. part ? maybe...

AI art "Medieval roleplay"

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Medieval roleplay

AI art 'Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)' with user description 'I hear there’s a maniac around at night.

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(It’s me, I’m the maniac)'

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Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)

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 '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

AI art "Wanted Posters – Villains"

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Wanted Posters – Villains

AI art 'Yor playing with her ass'

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Yor playing with her ass

AI art "Erza Scarlet: Outfit Showcase"

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Erza Scarlet: Outfit Showcase

AI art "ARRESTED!!!"

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ARRESTED!!!

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AI art "Hunted in the night"

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Hunted in the night

AI art "Lare : end of mission"

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Lare : end of mission

AI art "Silica 2"

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Silica 2

$AI art 'samus' for prompt: 'samus aran, torn suit, back exposed, standing, open sky, zhibuji loom,((rei \(sanbonzakura\))),(( kinta \(distortion\))),(((wang xi))),'$

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samus

AI art "Red Flag ?"

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Red Flag ?

AI art 'The guild leader is a MILF' with user description 'The guild leader went out to hunt some goblins; she didn't remember them being so difficult to defeat. In the end, she decided to finish them off using her own charms.'

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The guild leader is a MILF

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