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AI art "Yor and Marin"

Yor and Marin

m3n4sk3r
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Sans titre

chainny
AI art "Marin Dark Room Gangbang"
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Marin Dark Room Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Tribute to Warmice: 2k' with user description 'Agent Naomi (Pearl) is really happy on this achievement! We are celebrating the 2k for Warmice! The best storyteller of whole BetterWaifu. Keep rocking it!'
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Tribute to Warmice: 2k

cef_ultra
AI art '😻 Kittens, Batch 2' with user description 'Because I have like a billion of them 😏'
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😻 Kittens, Batch 2

peterco
AI art 'Momo Hot Spring Reimagined' with user description 'The steam rose thick and heavy around the outdoor hot spring, just like in those old mountain inns from the stories. Lanterns flickered softly, reflecting on the dark water. I sank deeper into the heat with a sigh, my bare skin prickling from the temperature. My name is Momo Ayase, 1* years old, a medium who kicks spirit ass for a living. I'd snuck in here after a long day to unwind. *This better be worth it. No ghosts, no idiots interrupting.* Then the splashing started. Footsteps. A lot of them. At least fifteen old ugly men shuffled into the women's side of the spring—wrinkled faces, sagging bellies, crooked teeth, leering eyes. No towels, no shame. They surrounded me in the water, closing the circle fast. "Oi! What the hell do you fossils think you're doing?! This is the women's bath, you pervy old bastards! Get out before I make you regret it!" I yelled, voice loud and sharp, standing up straight even as the water made my head feel fuzzy. I glared right at the leader, a fat balding one with a nasty scar. *These ugly creeps don't scare me. I'm tough. I'll handle this like always.* They laughed. The leader lunged first, grabbing my wrist with surprising strength. "Pretty medium girl all alone. Perfect for us." Another grabbed my shoulder from behind, pushing me back into deeper water. I swung my free arm, elbowing one in the chest. "Bastards! Let go! You think you can touch me?!" But there were too many. Hands everywhere—rough, calloused, groping my arms, waist, thighs. They dragged me to the center. The heat was messing with me, making my limbs heavy, my thoughts slower. *Damn it... just like that time with the spirits. Stay focused, Momo. Fight back.* They got what they wanted. Three of them forced in at once. The leader shoved his thick cock deep into my pussy, stretching me wide. Another ugly old man pushed into my ass from behind, the pressure intense. A third grabbed my hair and rammed into my mouth, filling my throat. Triple penetration—my body stuffed full as they started thrusting in rough, sloppy rhythm. The water splashed wildly around us. "Mmph— you disgusting perverts! I'll kill you for this— ngh!" I tried to growl around the cock in my mouth, eyes watering but glaring hard. I bit down warningly, kicking my legs. *This can't break me. I'm strong. I face worse every day. Don't let them see you weak.* But inside, it was cracking me apart. The overwhelming fullness hit every spot at once, sending brutal waves of pleasure through me. My walls clenched hard despite myself. *No... it feels too good. Their ugly cocks are ruining me. Why is my body like this?* The other twelve watched, stroking themselves, groping my tits, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples. They rotated fast—more hands forcing my legs wider, more cocks taking turns in the three holes. "Look at her acting brave," one cackled. I kept fighting on the surface, spitting curses when my mouth was free. "Is that all you got, you worthless wrinkly idiots?! I've beaten scarier ghosts than your limp dicks! Get off me!" My voice stayed defiant, brave face locked in, but my mind was shattering. Extreme pleasure ripped through me as the first orgasm hit hard—my pussy and ass spasming around two cocks while the third fucked my throat deeper. I came so violently my vision blurred, legs shaking underwater, but I forced it down, replacing moans with angry grunts. "Not... enjoying this... at all... you bastards!" *Fuck... another one's coming. It's too much. I'm breaking. The heat, their roughness—I'm cumming again and again. Hate how good it feels.* They didn't stop. The gangrape went on relentlessly in the steamy spring. Three at a time, always—pounding my holes, filling me with cum that leaked into the water. They used my hands and breasts too, covering me in their seed. I kept the tough act, headbutting one, yelling "Idiots!" and "Perverted old shits!" between gasps. But internally I was lost. Each orgasm broke me more. *I'm supposed to be unbreakable like that girl in the stories. Yet here I am... getting destroyed by fifteen ugly old men. The pleasure is extreme. My body wants more even as I fight.* It felt like forever—the constant thrusting, the rotations, the way they laughed while using me. My brave mask held, but my thoughts were pure chaos: *Don't submit. Stay strong. But god... it's so deep. So full. Cumming again—shit!* Finally, they pulled back, satisfied, chuckling as they waded out and left me slumped against the rocks. Body marked with bruises and handprints, leaking from every hole, panting heavily. I floated there alone, the steam still swirling peacefully. My chest heaved. *Those ugly old bastards* A secret exhausted smile tugged at my lips. My body still twitched with aftershocks, deep satisfaction settling in. It broke me inside... the pleasure was insane. I acted tough but fuck, I loved how they took me. Maybe they will come back tomorrow night so i can have my revenge'
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Momo Hot Spring Reimagined

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Emma witch Training' with user description 'The roads after the civil war felt heavier somehow, scarred by battles that still echoed in my memories. I am Emma Millstein, and though peace had returned to Erebonia, my magical abilities remained unsettled—threads of arcana slipping from my grasp like frayed silk. Celine had insisted on this journey to seek ancient ley lines, but I pressed on with quiet determination. My purple hut stood grounded in a quiet clearing as I reached the misty crossroads lined with ancient oaks. There sat Celine, my feline familiar, perched elegantly on a weathered stone, tail flicking with her usual impatience. Her golden eyes narrowed as I approached. "Celine," I said softly, adjusting my witch's hat with a gloved hand. My voice carried the polite restraint of my noble upbringing. "My powers have not recovered as I hoped since the war's end. The spells feel diminished. The elements respond with delay. Do you know of any method to strengthen them? Anything at all that might help?" Celine licked her paw once, then fixed me with that sharp gaze. "Meow, Emma, you're always so serious. There is one hidden way, but I'm not sure if it actually works. It's old folklore. Rose does it almost every week down in the settlements. Claims it replenishes her life energy." My cheeks warmed slightly, but I kept my composure. "What is this method, Celine? If it's possible, I wish to try it. I've come too far to dismiss any path to restoration. Tell me plainly." The cat stretched lazily. "It's life energy absorption, through intimate means. You have to draw it from men—the more, the better. Make them cum inside you, on your body, or in your mouth. Their vital essence transfers that way, supposedly flooding a witch's core with raw power. I've caught Rose doing it with the male villagers more than once. She'd take them all, letting them use her until she glowed. But Emma... it's not elegant sorcery. It's messy. Primal." I stood there a long moment, refined sensibilities clashing with necessity. The idea was crude, far beneath the dignified arts of the Millstein line, yet the war had taught uncomfortable sacrifices. My heart raced with hesitation, a flush creeping up my neck, but my voice remained steady. "If Rose can manage it weekly and maintain her strength, then... it does not hurt to try. For the sake of my magic, and to better protect what remains dear. I will endure it." Celine's tail swished. "Your choice, witch." Word spread quickly through the nearby small village via a subtle illusion spell. By evening, they arrived—more than forty men, farmers and laborers, drawn by curiosity. I welcomed them into my grounded purple hut, lit by soft magical orbs. Standing tall in my dark dress, I spoke with quiet resolve. "I seek only to restore my strength. Give what you will, and I shall receive." They were not gentle. Hands pulled at my clothing, stripping me bare and tossing me onto the bed like discarded cloth. I gasped as the first burly man claimed my mouth, his thick length pushing past my lips while I struggled to maintain composure. Another spread my legs, entering me without preamble, the stretch burning. Pain bloomed, but I focused inward, seeking any trace of life energy. They used me relentlessly, passing me like a shared toy. Flipped onto hands and knees, one pounded my pussy while another forced into my ass, the dual invasion bringing tears. Cum splattered my breasts and face as others stroked over me. I swallowed what I could, salty and overwhelming, while more flooded inside, leaking from every hole. They tossed me around the hut—lifted and impaled, bent over the table, held between two thrusting in rhythm. Slaps echoed, grunts filled the air. Over forty men rotated through the night, using every way imaginable: double penetration, hands and mouth filled, seed coating my hair, thighs, pooling beneath me. By dawn, I lay wasted on my bed, legs splayed, my refined form gaped and trembling. Cum poured from my stretched pussy and ass in thick streams. My skin glistened with layers of it, body aching with raw pain. Nausea twisted my stomach from the excess. Celine padded in, leaping onto the bed's edge. She surveyed the scene, nose wrinkling. "Celine," I rasped, voice hoarse yet polite, barely lifting my head. "I don't feel anything new. Only pain and nausea. It burns everywhere. No new strength, no clearer arcana. Just this emptiness." The cat tilted her head, amusement in her tone. "Well, Emma dear, maybe Rose is just a little whore who enjoys getting fucked senseless every week. Some ancient ways are just excuses for that. You might need a different spark." I closed my eyes, lying there full and broken, the war's scars no lighter. My quest continued, but this path brought only weariness.'
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Emma witch Training

blackhairedstudent
AI art '1000 FOLLOWERS' with user description 'Thanks for the amazing support guys! I can't believe this! More than 1000 followers. I'm ultra happy about this. This is a fun project and I'm very happy to see that you also like all the things I have generated. Thanks to all for all the support! Naomi also wants to say thank you.'
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1000 FOLLOWERS

cef_ultra
Fern and frieren
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Fern and frieren

sjame83
AI art "Momo ain't that type of girl..."

Momo ain't that type of girl...

kklown2
AI art '2b breasts + extra' with user description 'I didn’t expect to enjoy making these images so much.'
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2b breasts + extra

evoralan
AI art 'Nagatoro Hayase | Blackhairedstudent 2k' with user description 'So here's my post to congratualte Mr Student @blackhairedstudent on reaching 2k followers. Was asking myself wich girl to use and then i though to myself, he's been spamming nagatoro quite a lot so i ended up choosing her. Funny enough i actually think this is probably one of my best post, and also one own favorite so far so you enjoy it 😁 @octavian @parda @warmicestudios @herlin @barry915 @bad77'
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Nagatoro Hayase | Blackhairedstudent 2k

murcie
AI art 'Ichika Pink Room'
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Ichika Pink Room

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Posing on Beach' with user description 'Bigboi69 asked for a nagatoro solo on a beach.'
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Posing on Beach

blackhairedstudent
AI art '🍑 Weapons of Ass Destruction, Site 1' with user description 'Ass Inspector is responsible for evaluating and verifying cumpliance with international ass control agreements by inspecting all suspected sites. They conduct thorough ass-essments to detect the presence of prohibited butts and ass-ure the safe dismantlement. Are here any ass inspectors ready to help @warmicestudios to identify, locate, inspect, and test all 30 "weapons of ass destruction" (WAD)? @zuzul @cef_ultra @octavian @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn'
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🍑 Weapons of Ass Destruction, Site 1

peterco
AI art "Chika Dark Fantasy"
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Chika Dark Fantasy

blackhairedstudent
AI art '3k Followers ❤️' with user description 'Hey guys, I reached 3k today... and I would like to thank all of you fappers (like me) for all the likes and the comments, I really love reading them... this 3k took me by surprise and I was not ready for it, so the set is kinda normal... I really hope you guys enjoy it.. and keep fapping and having fun... thank you ❤️.. 75 days ago I started my hentai creation journey... I started with Sakura, who I already mentioned was my first crush when I was 13 years old.. a few days later I learned how to do close-ups with the "fruit" post featuring Fern.. and I learned a bit about more dynamic angles that are different from the normal ones.. right after that, I made my first post with Nagatoro, which to me is my best one.. from then on, I created this idea in my mind that I had to make a set for every girl from Danganronpa (that was the time I had the most fun), my creativity was great. When I reached 1k I was truly happy.. that was when I really was proud of my work, as silly as it seems. Nowadays I know that my work is good, but I feel like it is becoming more generic, it's almost a copy-and-paste from one set to another.. I still have fun, but not like before.. but as long as I keep fapping I will make sure to bring my posts to you so you guys can fap (or just admire) too.. that's it guys, love you all, and to the guys at the top.. I am coming for you.'
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3k Followers ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Paizuri : Minimum equipment required."
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Paizuri : Minimum equipment required.

zuzul
AI art 'Nagatoro Bukkake'
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Nagatoro Bukkake

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Iori in debt' with user description 'I stood on the deserted beach, the scorching sand burning under my feet as the sun beat down mercilessly. A single reckless mistake had led me here. During a Prefect Team raid on underground rule-breakers, my overzealous shooting completely destroyed this photographer's valuable outdoor equipment. He captured clear footage of the incident. To shield the team's reputation from a formal complaint to the General Student Council, I agreed to one private favor: complete obedience during a single photo session. I never thought it would escalate like this. The micro bikini was utterly humiliating—tiny black strings that barely contained my full breasts and wide hips, the fabric digging into my skin. I crossed my arms tightly, cheeks burning with shyness and annoyance. "Hurry up and take the damn photos," I snapped, my voice sharp with tsundere fire. "This is degrading enough. One session as promised, then the debt is cleared. Don't push too far or I'll make you regret it, pervert." He adjusted his camera. "Hands on hips. Chest out. Arch your back. Obey every order completely." I gritted my teeth and did as told. The camera clicked rapidly. As I shifted, the tiny top slipped—one pink nipple popped out, then the other. My face flushed hotter. "Leave the nipple slips," he commanded. "Pull the fabric aside intentionally." "You disgusting bastard... fine," I muttered, tugging the strings to keep both nipples exposed. I turned, bent, and arched for the lens, each flash chipping away at my pride as a former disciplinary captain. My body felt far too vulnerable under the open sky. "Now the bottom. Pussy and anus slips. Spread everything." My hands shook with annoyance. "This crosses every line! I'm not some exhibitionist slut!" Yet the debt forced me to protect the team. I slid the bikini bottom aside, exposing my smooth shaved pussy lips completely. Then I turned, bent over, and spread my cheeks, revealing my tight pink anus to the camera and sea breeze. Click after click. Tears of frustration welled up. I couldn't contain it—my hands flew to cover my face, hiding the hot tears streaking down. "Stop... Don't look at me like this. I hate feeling so weak and exposed, you idiot!" "Take your hands off your face. Now," he ordered firmly. Sniffling, I lowered them reluctantly, glaring with teary red eyes. He unzipped and pressed his thick heavy cock against my face. It covered me entirely from chin to forehead, the musky scent overwhelming. "Th-this ridiculous thing..." I mumbled, voice muffled, body shivering. "Lay down on your back," he said. "Legs up high and spread wide. I'm fucking your asshole." "My ass?! On the sand like some animal?" I protested sharply but obeyed, lying back and lifting my legs until knees nearly touched my chest. The bikini was fully aside. He thrust the thick head into my tight rear. "Ahh! Too big, you bastard... Slow down!" He pounded deeper with powerful strokes. The stretch burned intensely at first, then became a heavy full sensation rocking my body. Breasts bounced free. "Keep hands away from your face," he growled. "I want your full expression while I destroy this hole." I dropped my arms, camera capturing my flushed tear-streaked annoyed face and reluctant moans. "D-don't photograph me like this... I'm the one who punishes perverts, not... ahhn... getting my ass wrecked!" He buried deep and came hard, flooding my insides with thick hot cum. Pulling out, his cock was filthy with semen mixed with streaks of my shit. The foul smell hit me. "Lick it clean," he ordered. I stared in disgust, fresh tears forming. "Lick that?! Covered in my own shit and cum... revolting!" But I leaned forward. The taste was horrible—bitter salty cum blending with earthy foul bitterness of my waste. It coated my tongue thickly, gritty slimy warm sticky layer that made me gag hard. The shit left a nasty lingering film while cum added heavy musky sweetness, nauseating me completely. Every lick reminded me of my degradation, the strict enforcer cleaning filth from the cock that violated my ass. He grabbed my head. "Open wide." Forced his thick cock down my throat, bulging my neck almost to my stomach. He thrust roughly as I choked, tears streaming, drool spilling. I obeyed despite panic. With a groan he came again, pumping ropes into my stomach. Cum overflowed violently from my nose in messy streams, dripping down my chin and breasts. I convulsed. He pulled out, leaving me coughing on the sand, ruined. "H-happy now, sick photographer?" I rasped, voice hoarse with tsundere edge. "Licking my shit mixed with cum was the most disgusting thing—filthy, bitter, slimy. Debt paid. Next time I'll enforce the rules on you." My strict self felt shattered—shy, annoyed, crying quietly in total submission, i am crying on this empty beach and the camera captured it all'
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Iori in debt

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